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There is not any ... thing ...
... the fish, and all the living things that are not fish,
... they kill each other ...
... is this boring? ... if I were dead and floating in the sea, all bloated and blue-white, would hogs eat me, as they did my Uncle Bill on the farm—ate him alive when he fell into the mix of hogs at the wrong time ...
... levees can break—and when they do bodies of water change—they raise or lower or go up a blue-white elevator ...
... fishers know what happens out there can be ... there are no words for it ...
Source: Poetry (April 2024)