thank you
by Nicole Lowman

while sitting on the bank -boulders as our chairs- we tossed our lines across the stream mine- red and white bobber floating on the surface yours- shiny blue lure flickering in the sun lunch was packed -we’d made it together- I stacked turkey you sliced bread when my line was taut and the bobber disappeared I called for your help “Dadder, I got one!” a sun fish not very tasty not even worth keeping still- you patted my back and told me to open a beer “Oh! While you’re at it!” you called from your perch “Light up a smoke too” of course I obeyed went to the car lighter was stashed between front seats after three tries the butt was ablaze your foaming brew washed it down

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