Salt

Salt,
like a womb
like half a wound
caked
around a gutted
scaled salmon.

And salmon,
the red half of living,
caked in salt,
downriver,
down oven,

before the claw,
before the causeway,
before the rare preferred
flake.

And flake,
crystalline,
salt and hard water,
flesh
tender as forks
misguidance
and salvation.

Image: Saskia T. on Unsplash

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