Salmon
Taylar Christianson
after Wo Chan
What do I make of my face in
yellowcast bathroom glass except
that
it is on me/ made of grease clay and
marked salmon red + white
dried on lines and gray half spoons
(2) scarred & swelled on one cheek
bone at a time so no ones thinking
beautiful even if I think beautiful in the
right mirror after midnight but they are
thinking forgot what they were thinking,
kind of yel yellow teeth but the
eyes above them closed when the
shutter shut
Taylar Christianson is a poet from western Washington State, where they are working toward a BA in creative writing. Their work is forthcoming in Sinister Wisdom and they are the author of two self-published chapbooks, Hey guys remember that clogged heart(…) and funeral fag. Their poetry tends to return to patterns of viscera, fabric, repetition, junk, and women with problems. They can be found listening to Ezra Furman and watching vampire movies with their partner.