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Amit MajmudarDecember 14, 2023

If you wonder
what that clicking
whizzing shirring
is, it’s me, fly-

fishing over
this abyss in
hopes of snagging
pike or grayling

or some deeper
nescent grouper,
flinging forth my

fly like prayer
arcing sinking
through the air in

search of any
water down there—
some sustaining,
tensile surface

with a face for
spirit to be
moving on, my
slow and opal-

eyed salvation
salmon waiting
silently as
thought below it.

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