The Situk River

July 6. Yakutat, Alaska

It’s raining in the midnight light that never goes away.

Fresh-heavy air and the scent of grass.

On! with your boots.

Cold. Wet.

Grinding gravel and a skinned thumb.

In the van we pass the bridge.

Alight to trek to plunge.

The water flows at waist-level.

Bitter.

Fast.

The fish are dark shapes on rain-mottled surface.

Stare. Stare. Stare. It moved.

No, it didn’t.

It’s only algae.

 

Lift leg upriver.

The next hole lies North.

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3 thoughts on “The Situk River

  1. Millie Ho says:

    Love your writing. Very relatable.

  2. vivacioushy says:

    Stare. Stare. Stare. It moved.

    No, it didn’t.

    It’s only algae.

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