high and dry

“Sácale una foto; te gusta hacer fotos de cosas muertas.”

dead fish, embalse valdecañas

Sometimes I think people – even my closest friends and family – have entirely the wrong idea about me.

We were walking along the shores of the Embalse de Valdecañas in Extremadura, looking for flat stones to skim when we came across the poor creature desiccated by the sun. I’m not sure I’ll ever write a poem that I can use the photo to illustrate, but I took it anyway. **
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