Kim Symbol: RevengeBy Cristina Holman
In the chip aisle a cloud passes
see it raining over a cistern at the self-checkout at the bottom a body in a fist-thick algae— cold milk blue tinged raven calls three times to sink my finger Meant to represent a stickiness. Like more something disgusting— there is a low blue tone that does not leave. I see myself in a red suit teeth tight retracting a ladder peach grass frozen green grapes silver pines diving toward the sea VarathaneBy Cristina Holman
In every album I am green
looking away under eight coats of Varathane. If you want something bitter this jar is tall lidded like the family looking at your buzz cut. Every set of eyes leaning to the side I think only about repression and beating Portal again. Hair clippings furled on the tiles. I sit so far hunched forward remembering the chipped lacquer on that jacked church statue Cristina Holman is a poet, librarian and ceramic artist living and working on the unceded territories of the xwməθkwəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwxw̱ ú7mesh (Squamish), and səlilwətaɬ (Tsleil-Waututh). Their debut chapbook, published with Artspeak Gallery in 2018, is titled Stop Wincing/We’re Fine, and their second chapbook, Repeater, was published in 2021 by Zed Press. Their work can be found in Bad Nudes magazine, Poetry is Dead, The Capilano Review, and Scrivener Creative Review.
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