Sleek cold pinkness of lax

reminds me of your touch

so pregnant with smell


dill flowering on your fingers.


I imagine

amongst murky reeds

brown bracken water

caught in its gills.



pale silver skin

its scaly rainbow

separated from pink flesh


This salmon spread out on this plate

Like I



shored up in my own longing


Published in print in Helicon Magazine Bristol in 2015.