Kate Selner
MN. Pisces dreamer. Prolific wordsmith. Giver of great hugs. Fueled by faith, pure food, & honesty. Cat lady. Always a work in progress. Slainte!
the memory of pain
we can’t run, no matter the yearsI won’t touch the fish. Not with my bare hands. Not ever. Paul chuckles in joy every time I pull one on to the boat. “Nicely done!! Do you want me to take that off for you?” as he hands me the gloves. Frowning the half frown of disapproval and shaking my head to his query, I slip them on and deftly remove the fish, twisting the hook from it’s lip, holding it up for Paul to admire. It’s a Smallmouth Bass, probably close to 3 pounds.Kate Selner4 min read