Tagged: fish
the end of august,
the end of august,
when hopes and dreams bob upon
the final waves of
summer’s mirage, ready to reel
in the big one, any day now
.
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at the fish market,
at the fish market,
mom knows the difference between
this and that fish, not
just red fish, blue fish, round fish, long
fish – it pays to shop with a chef
.
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a fish to stay, a
a fish to stay, a
fish to take home – riding the
swift currents of chance
.
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in the absence of
in the absence of
eyelids, it is possible
that fish still
dream – their
brains sleeping in
shifts, shuttling
the fabric of
storied images
back and forth,
back and forth
.
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mom cooks fish the way
mom cooks fish the way
her mama cooks fish
the way her grandma
cooked fish the way i
could never seem to cook
fish, no matter how
closely i watched,
how diligently
i took notes
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: fish
it’s almost always
it’s almost always
a surprise, coming upon
fishermen, counting,
sorting, measuring, debating
over, waiting for their catch
.
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new memories catch
new memories catch
old memories, crossing the
east river by boat
.
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there’s another version
there’s another version
of us, a catch and
release, one in which
we are both
experts, armed
only with barbless
hooks. maybe we pose
for a photograph,
but we leave
no other
remnants –
no stress nor injuries –
with eighty-seven percent
chance of survival
.
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outside of time, we
outside of time, we
lock eyes,
and meanings
flounder, a fish
out of water
.
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every minute
every minute
shimmers into and out of
place, like separate
but attached fish scales, over-
lapping, covering the day
.
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