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A Catfish's World

I sit and wait by the cool grey water, savoring the fresh
morning air. Goats munch
on fresh grass behind me.
Cars whoosh past.
Birds sing
in the green trees.

The pole jerks in my hand.

I look at the water and see the pole bend.
I reel in the grey, slimy, writhing fish from the watery depths.
I hold him gently, twist the hook out,
and set him free.

I sit and wait by the cool, grey water, savoring the fresh
morning air.  I hear the goats munching
on fresh grass behind me.
The whoosh—

I feel a slight tug.


Now, the only thing
in my world is my pole and line.
I wait to see if a fish is going to pull the pole.

Yes, the pole is trying to dive
into the water. I lift him up,
hug him, take the hook out,
and drop him back
into his murky home.

Another fish came
to the alien world just outside
its doorstep.




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