The spare and the lean by Irma Kiss Baráth

POEM NAME: The spare and the lean AUTHOR NAME: Irma Kiss-Baráth POEM: Your video hooked to the television screen: black wetsuit smudging a crotch, underlatex underwater. Water frothing the lens, your hand turning the camera up to our showgirl. Say action! for our lady salmon. She gushes here, her backbone kicking your angling cord. Most fish are silent, but this one’s a primadonna, chupsing on the rocks. Her dying moment is set to bubbles. You say this is the real Canada, framed for our viewing pleasure. But nothing is real in this country. A salmon dying on the beach is fantasy, her fishpulp body in our fridge is fiction. Her meat is shaped like fruit, so I hold it to my ear and wait. Someday it screams: I am I am END OF POEM. CREDITS: Copyright © Irma Kiss-Baráth Irma Kiss-Baráth is a high school senior from Vancouver, BC. Her work is published or forthcoming in Lithium Magazine, Hominum Journal, 1455 Literary Arts, and more. She is an alumna of the 2020 Adroit Summer Mentorship Program and a staff writer at Ex/Post Magazine.