Why Me?
Posted by
jan oskar hansen
Why Me?
The angler next door, a man who wears
feathered hooks in his hat, gave me
a rainbow trout. Put it on a plate made
in Japan, the one with geishas painted
on, watched its rainbow pale and in its
eyes a question forever unanswered:
Why Me?
Filleted the fish gave tail, bones and
head to the cat, which purred and had
no qualms, grounded its meat, added
egg and flour and made fishcakes that
looked golden brown and appetizing
when fried. But the question remained.
Why Me?
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