Fishy Story

This past summer I noticed and saved the following article found in The Conway Daily Sun.

Brawl disrupts cod fish races

MILBRIDGE, Maine (AP)--The annual Cod Fish Races in coastal Maine were disrupted when police say alcohol-fueled fighting led to a brawl involving up to 60 people, sending two to the hospital.
State Police Trooper Barry Curtis says Saturday's melee in Milbridge stemmed from a dispute earlier in the afternoon over someone's driving.
The Bangor Daily News reports that Town Manager Lewis Pinkham--also police chief--and another person were treated for minor injuries.
One person was charged with assault and three others were issued disorderly conduct summonses.
The races are part of the Milbridge Days town birthday party. Teams dressed in firefighters' gear run across a baseball field, clenching a greased, dead, 20-pound cod, and get sprayed with hoses.

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Need I say any more?

Simply a Pronoun

Who
are They?
insideous pronoun echoes
in the halls
on the subway
in the news
on the street
in the media
on the Internet
They
circles the world
like a red-tailed hawk on the hunt
sharp eyes to the ground
alert for the slightest movement
graceful
objective
distant
until the death plunge slams
the last breath still
We
devour hate
like cannibals
with razor sharp memories
We
may become They
in a nano-second.

hungry

my little eeee pc ate my blog entries
the ones awaiting publication
a poem sailing
and another
not yet whole
they sit not ten feet from me
and an indefinite amount of internet space
inaccessible
coffee is the culprit
cold milky coffee leaking
dousing the blue electric lights silent
a month of entries hidden in a hard place
yet to be found
work related manual lurking there too
betrayed by a leaky thermos