In the midst of the pellmell, let us pause.
Ablution From the trolling cockpit I watch you rise like a prayer to the surface pull you from the sea slide the hook from your jaw your silver body in my hands gasping in the shock of air. I lay the bowing arc of you on the plywood table to be cleaned. The cannery says I must bleed you while you’re still alive. I slice an artery your blood pools thick and red on deck slit your long white belly pull out your lumionous organs heavy with herring stroke your scales — ask forgiveness — sluice your belly with sea water until your bones glisten white and startled against pink flesh and the water runs red but your body knows still what to do how to move in the bright water. Down I lay you on the wet deck empty and shining and the wing of your tail strokes the wood as you swim away into air a silver river of memory longing for the sea. — Holly HughesArchives
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And a reminder that humans do not need to eat flesh protein to survive.