Like all bodiesI was born in bloodlust worshipped by fatunder the tonguewine runnels Years, insectsnourished me andI grewslick mystery oiled archaic teethancestryhooked jawinundating waterwaysfor hundreds of miles One day soonI willdiewith my bellyblurred over andcarved outsoft on the rocksof my childhoodhome Bruising god on the recoilblood in the rhythm of the riverrotten scar tissue torn … Continue reading Empire/Salmon, Annika Bratton