Provocation of Salt by Brian P. Hall
Her taste is a dead
sea, fed upon/collected
in moderation & excess
buried beneath pressure/
pleasure, she scatters
in pinches & preserves
her name in catechism, in
superstition, in color,
in health, & in trade
her value is greater
than the fragile narratives
of myths, of blessings, &
of vindictive grace
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Photo: Samuel Scrimshaw