#13 — Something Fishy

I’m itching to go fishing. It’s that time of year. I can smell it. Unseasonably cold and yet, it tastes like spring.

To the Sea

We smell the ocean before
we see it. Steelhead,
the anadromous rainbow 
born in freshwater
spends its adult life
in saltwater, returns to freshwater
to spawn. Resident rainbows never
taste the sea. The decision
to leave is made by DNA.
If your parents are steelhead,
someday you will find
the ocean, too. Soft, fat
spring rain is making those
perfect ripples. Go, go.


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