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Em Readman

I pull up the pots and watch the silt sediment bloom around my ankles, then settle. The crabs have wedged between the netting, grasping the chunks of baitfish Jean cut up yesterday morning. The pot is teeming with them. 

Posted byswim meet lit mag3rd Apr 202319th Apr 2023Posted inFiction, ProseTags:australian, Fiction, issue 4

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