look at all these fishing lines in Culver Center, where the
people are plenty and the fishing is good. and the
fishermen come by, and they troll,
they drag the line across us… let it out little by little…
closer, and closer, and the bait sniffs around me, this
little pug, and i smile and say, “hey buddy,” and put my
hand out for him to smell. i look up at the owner and
say, “what’s his name?”
“that’s Frank,” he says, smiling,
pulling the hook out of my mouth.
fishing in Culver Center
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