Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos
Those who embrace fish cuisine need to heed my warning, for even though a new catch comes in every single morning, our local seafood retailer it’s rumored is a mobster who concocts a fishy mishmash and pawns it off as lobster. It’s mushier than lobster and they say a wee bit pallid, so if you want the real deal, better stick with tuna salad.
It cracks me up how you can take all these unrelated prompts and come back with a really good poem!
More fun than crossword puzzles––my reward for waking up every morning.