Catfish Poem #2


Toes there were and also feet

planted firmly on the ground

since the day she learned how to walk.

(Balance was difficult at first –

even for a giant – even sometimes

giants have di.fi.cul.ties.)


Toes there were but never shoes

(I never found out why there were never shoes.)

But that’s my fault – I never asked.

I suppose, for a giant – there aren’t rules

you can just choose not to wear shoes.


And she stood with a basketful of fish.

The only words she ever spoke were this:

“All I ever wanted was a pretty dress.”

Yes, a basketful of fish.

It’s all she ever wished.

I agree, it doesn’t make sense.