Arco Iris
By Sarah Vap
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Arco Iris - Sarah Vap
Artaud
Ghost
We moved pretty slowly down,
then across, then up, then across, then down.
It was hard to tell what was important.
Travel
The continent spread apart then the continent condensed around us. Like the continent, we made an effort to remember. Memory, we thought at first, was something like pathos— and at the infinite remove—but memory was weight. Memory was the heavy mirror of history was shadow falling at your face—falling at your face.
Heave
We joined the tangle of heavy ghosts moaning out the strength of the patriarchs. Moaning out the impossible weight. Then we pulled the ghosts up by their chains to say: we will hurt you. We will tear you the fuck apart. We will hunt down your children we will hunt down your children’s children. We will never stop the ghosts wailed.
Ghost
The road is both narrow and wide
and nobody pointed
at us or hid the mouth or whispered horror
or hallelujah as we moved by, though occasionally
they gestured to our spines as if lifting them.
As, I thought, the spines of fish are lifted clean away.
Rider
Begin with the memory of collapsing the ballerina back into the music box after she twirls in her white plastic dress slower then slower to somewhere over the rainbow. Her feet glued to the spring, she moved, I thought, as much as she possibly could. Loneliness across a whole life. Even here, in