dam

 

there will be no edges, 

but curves swerving every

which way, the soft scaled

underbelly of the salmon

that died in droves when

the dam was built and i 

know so little about it all

we are able to meet on 

zoom because of this 

violence, movements, 

and magic, and classes

are happening because

this big mass was implant

ed that halted, quite literally

the flow of nature and now

we can meet on screens

and cast spells, and see

each other performing 

or offering prayers or

discerning this queer 

theorists gist in response

to that movement and new

life is being born and so

many salmon are dying, 

their shimmering coral

bellies vapid and buoyant.