how long would the goldfish last in your hands, wet but not pooled still with fresh water?
would his gills still flap and soak up the moisture, tasting the last molecules of oxygen in the tiny drops?
or would he flip and flop to escape the drying landscape of your palms in hopes of a wet space underneath?
how would we have gotten here? a goldfish held in a puddle in your hands... the fish bowl broken and smashed on the floor…
1 comment:
Stunning. Absolutely stunning.
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