fish market wrapping
seal of authenticity
longline cord
smells seabass
eighty-four days now
without taking a fish
beer on the terrace
africa breeze
baits down in the blue water
circling in the sky
poisoning agua mala
menu of a fisherman
knitting a net
persistence of a brave swordfish
"Don't jump, fish!"
japanese sewn binding
three flying dolphins
for an hour he had been seeing black spots
only a white naked line of his backbone left
