60's
before Lady Bird Johnson
began
to beautify
the city and clean up the Potomac
River.
we used
to catch fish.
sick fish. scabbed and slow,
with glazed eyes.
the light waves
would wash
the dead perch and herring at our
feet,
catfish
and carp.
but we wanted a live one
to reel in
and release.
it took all day
no matter how fat and juicy
the blood worms were.
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