The Fish Lady - A Poem

 

THE FISH LADY

Her house is a planet unto itself,

a watery world, dotted with a

dozen or more mini-oceans,

filled with living, breathing

color. Wiggling, dancing

artwork with ever watchful eyes.

A sanctuary from the dry, cruel

universe outside, a haven for

plants and hearts and discarded

pieces of the past, lovingly

restored. Everyone could use

a planet of their own, don't

you think?



 

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