Sky Fish
They're dropping fish from the sky −
wet bulging bodies that have forgotten
how to swim.
How they electrify my shirt,
these fizzing patches I can never reach.
I'd catch them in my hand
but slippery skins fall flat
and cold,
a feast of soggy gills.
The day's turned sour;
left me in this sodden net.
Julie Stevens writes poems that cover many themes, but often engages with the problems of disability. She has two published pamphlets: Quicksand (Dreich 2020) and Balancing Act (Hedgehog Poetry Press, 2021). Her next pamphlet Step into the Dark will be published by The Hedgehog Poetry Press. You can find her here: www.jumpingjulespoetry.com
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