Imagine the History of the Church.
Now rotate it. Look down
The rod. Now it's a point,
Which swells.
It's a persimmon,
Take a bite. It grows gills
Then legs. Now it's a medieval
Woman of the Cistercian Order.
She sings a liturgy of stained glass
Hounds, which float above
The altar. Is there a bathroom
In this church, says a child. Yes there is
I just invented
Water pressure. The pews melt into a face,
Which blushes. It's transparent.
Like bathwater
I'll do anything you want.
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Talin Tahajian is from Massachusetts. Her poems have appeared in The Kenyon Review, The Adroit Journal, Best New Poets, The Rumpus, Copper Nickel, Narrative Magazine, Poetry Magazine, TriQuarterly, Pleiades, West Branch, The Missouri Review, Poetry Daily, Verse Daily, The Drift, Mizna, The Georgia Review, The Iowa Review, Oxford Poetry, AGNI, and elsewhere. She’s a Ph.D. candidate in English at Yale and the assistant poetry editor of The Yale Review.
