Them Fucking Eels
Mike Essig
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I was 16 years old and fished after the sun went down in summer. Always alone on the shore of the res and a fire going, fishing for eels. There was a girl who got on the bus to school and she lived on the other side of the res. She was quite and shy and stuttered and I could never actually converse with her on the way back and forth from school. Then there was the night she showed up unannounced. She wasn’t stuttering and…..

I had forgotten. thx.

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