You hear a commotion upstairs

climb up from the basement

find your mother and a strange man

cursing and batting the air

a leaf-green

sleek-fat

fish

undulates

through the air

shining and

languorous

serenely

plump

two more fish

escape

their cardboard

box, circumnavigate

the room, inscribing

circles of swaying flesh

around your heads

you don’t want

them to

touch

you but

you want

to know what’s

underneath that

shimmering skin, you

reach up and grab one

startle at its tautness

it fissures     under

your    fingers

stars

spill

out

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