The Aquarium
Jun 04, 2020
3 minutes
STUART DYBEK
FTER THE STORM, the children won’t enter the water for fear of the weeds. A fisherman with a limp, leaving a rut as he drags a turtle across the sand, stops to tell them the weeds hide stowaways—jeweled shrimp, strange fish, sea horses—and are the braided wigs of mermaids from a sea of no return. Fishing can carry you away. Imagine the eruptions of wildness from below we shattering around an open, wooden boat chasing a tuna run through sheets of flying fish under a shrieking sky.
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