Words: Justin C. Witt 2016-12-16 14:40:06
The guide speaks of the silver torpedo on deck at my feet warning, with a wagging finger not to touch it. I look at the fish its gills and mouth opening and closing as he gasps for oxygen eyes seeming to pierce right through the atmosphere all the way to heaven but wanting nothing of it wanting only and with every fiber of its being a return to water.
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Barracuda
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