April=#NationalPoetryMonth, writing a poem a day, some only 140 characters. My #NaPoWriMo Day 12: “SALMON RUN”… (in 6 incomplete parts)
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
When Mom returned from Alaska,she taught me how to skin Sockeye and Kings with her white-handled bladeshe had stolen from the cannery.
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
2) like a soldier with a bolo knife,Mom wielded the blade to cut the fins,flipped to the dull side to scrape the scales, ignoring the guts
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
3) one of the fish scales flies in her eye. she says that’s how she got that scarunder her bangs,how I shouldn’t mess around, ever…
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
4) Oh, I know. One morning, from behind the banister, I saw Papa tiptoe up the stairs after one-too-many beers out with who-knows-who…
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
5) Mom whipped out that same knife from under her pillow and Papa tripped back down the stairs. He never came home late like that again…
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
Working in a salmon cannery, you learn that even though those dented-white-handled knives look small, they bite stronger than Steelhead.
— Emily P. Lawsin (@emilylawsin) April 13, 2013
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