We Walk to
We walk to
the river—
and we sit,
while gazing
at the stars.
No sound but
our breath and
the waves of
the water
beside us.
The fish jump,
laughing—we
see ourselves
as sunfish,
side by side.
Then we talk
of all things—
naming gods,
and shapes in
the dark sky.
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Dan Diehn lives in St. Paul, MN with his wife and two cats. He likes taking long walks on the beach, drinking mojitos, and having fun. Select short stories and his serial novella, Hashtag Barry: The Ugliest Kid Who Ever Lived, can be read at Culture Currency (http://www.cultcurrency.com/). Follow him @diedan (https://twitter.com/diedan).