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Self-Titled

Self-Titled

CL Forest

 

My chest is a home to many fish, salmon and some invasive species
I am not sure how the fish got here, as long as I have been swimming
I have known them, it must have been the fish who braved my mother’s
Womb between my father’s punch, my aquatic swimmers

 

My fish who create a home in school, what the fish eat
I cannot say for certain, it is enough to sustain them
Through tidal waves, grief and salty tears, I am a storm 
Of slapping fins, gulping gills and bobbing mouths

 

This ecosystem feels so precarious
Smoke in my lungs around my heart
Engulfs my stomach, I gasp for air 
While the fish gasp for water 

 

Neither of us is wrong
I shrink my abdomen
I nearly lose my own 
Great lake

 

 



Forest has a degree in cultural anthropology and comparative literature. He works as a kitchen assistant at Mylk and Hummus and as a staff person at Beyond Van Gogh. His visual poems were selected for the 2021 Lit Show by Infinity’s Kitchen.

 

 

 

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