Poetry By Lynne Schmidt

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Direction


Show me how we don’t need words
We don’t need direction to say
This, this is the path that will keep
You and me safe.

Instead we just need this -
Our hands interlaced
Near a busy street,
Steady stream of headlights pouring over us.

When the ground breaks ahead of us,
The road is dangerous,
And so we listen to each others pulse,
The soft tangle of finger tips that whispers

Trust me
Follow me
I’ll keep you safe. 




Lynne Schmidt is the queer, neurodivergent grandchild of a Holocaust survivor. Their latest chapbook, The Unaccounted for Circles of Hell will be published with Stanchion in January 2024, while their chapbook SexyTime was a winner of the 2021 The Poetry Question Chapbook Contest, and Dead Dog Poems was the 2020 New Women's Voices Contest. In 2012 they started the project, AbortionChat, which aims to lessen the stigma around abortion. When given the choice, Lynne prefers her pack of dogs and one cat to humans.
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