Marlins

By Cody Johnston
100 words

I can remember one day going fishing for marlin off the Gulf of Mexico with God. We took his boat. We were drinking ambrosia before five but we were on vacation so it was okay. I remember our conversation perfectly.

I asked “Do the marlins feel pain or fear?”

He replied “Of course. All my children do.”

I; “You consider them your children?”

He; “Yes. You are all my children, and I love you all as such.”

I: “But we’re going to hook them. Skin them. Eat them.”

He:”Yes, as with you all. Finish your ambrosia, child.”

So I did.




Cody Johnston is a dandelion seed wafting ever so gently in the wind.