I love my fish! she said. tranquil. could they love me too? eyes look opposite directions. i cannot tell. who said love needs eyes? #katyamills
Showing posts with label fish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fish. Show all posts
Saturday, 4 November 2023
Tuesday, 9 May 2023
b4 u think
broil the salmon
golden pink
stop the thoughts
before you think
you don't have to feel bad
about it
anymore
#katyamills
Sunday, 2 September 2018
asian market
we went to the asian market
and found a fish
to fry
packed in ice behind
a hundred
thousand pounds of
rice we were
careful not
to look
him in
the eye
and found a fish
to fry
packed in ice behind
a hundred
thousand pounds of
rice we were
careful not
to look
him in
the eye
Friday, 11 August 2017
belly full of life
dear magpie. you told me of the seals and why they come up river all the many miles to Sacramento from the San Francisco Bay sometimes, to feed on spawning salmon in the autumn. i ask you: the spawning fish are dying, are they not? coming up river and back home to die where they were born?
yes, you said.
then why? dear magpie, why not let the salmon swim home and die in peace?
the seals, they are not interested in the carcass of a dying fish. what they do as they swim upstream, diving underwater for several meters at a time, dark and slick, wet coats shining in the sunlight; what they do is find the belly full of life, and sink the teeth in there.
yes, you said.
then why? dear magpie, why not let the salmon swim home and die in peace?
the seals, they are not interested in the carcass of a dying fish. what they do as they swim upstream, diving underwater for several meters at a time, dark and slick, wet coats shining in the sunlight; what they do is find the belly full of life, and sink the teeth in there.
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Thursday, 21 May 2015
Big Fish Little Fish
The little fish was not eating much
maybe a half a sea cucumber a day
the big fish was eating most of his friends all the time
the big bad fish ran out of little fish
there was plenty of sea cucumber around
the big fish got tired and drifted slowly about
on a heavy stomach of little fish friends
he could not catch the last of the little fish
the little fish was quick and light
and darted behind the coral
the big fish could not even close
his big mouth
the little fish stopped on a fin
the big fish saw his color go by but that was all
a silvery flash of translucent orange
the big fish coughed up air bubbles
the little fish missed his friends
he saw the big fish needed help and food
if he were to survive
his own appetite
the little fish could not laugh
but would have, watching
him die
maybe a half a sea cucumber a day
the big fish was eating most of his friends all the time
the big bad fish ran out of little fish
there was plenty of sea cucumber around
the big fish got tired and drifted slowly about
on a heavy stomach of little fish friends
he could not catch the last of the little fish
the little fish was quick and light
and darted behind the coral
the big fish could not even close
his big mouth
the little fish stopped on a fin
the big fish saw his color go by but that was all
a silvery flash of translucent orange
the big fish coughed up air bubbles
the little fish missed his friends
he saw the big fish needed help and food
if he were to survive
his own appetite
the little fish could not laugh
but would have, watching
him die
Tuesday, 29 April 2014
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