Olivia Lehman is a lesbian poet based in Virginia. Her debut chapbook, Alternate Summer Where No One Dies, was released with Giallo Lit in 2021. Her poems can be found in Sage Cigarettes, Rappahannock Review, Ghost City Press, Oakland Arts Review, and beyond. To reach her, summon her into the woods with a good joke and a hot coffee. If that doesn't work, you can reach her on bluesky.




January 8, 2025

Olivia Lehman

Winter Solstice



Every time it’s a fucking miracle. How time slices darkness like fruit down to its peel / pit, surprise! You hold the Sun, and it weighs nothing but is heavy with insinuation. Nights are long and perfect for riddles. Time may not be real, but a seed can see eyeless through every direction at once. 4:38 to 4:41 three more hedonistic minutes of sunbeam. If I could store food in my roots like trees, I would let you eat when January is the only thing between your cold clean teeth. I won’t let kindness stop you. I’ll show you where to bite so golden light will gather in your concave stomach. Dig in like a vole in the dead of winter, wound me if you have no other choice. A Phoenix first burned to death before the egg sat on the velvet cushion. Nails hammered through Jesus’s palms and dinner was ruined. It’s a warm December morning and no matter how good I do it, my suffering does not bring snow.



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