Phantasmagoria
Shards reflecting my prismatic thoughts
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Fish
He got me fish
from
Khor Fakkan
,
He got me dry salted fish
I cooked it yesterday,
It tasted salty against my lips...
He got me fish,
a beautiful, bountiful gift of fish.
Thank you.
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