‘Koi Pond’ by Robert Peake

  Koi Pond in memoriam K.J. I went to pay a visit to the koi, to see what they thought of my life, and how I had been living it. Beneath the imperturbable surface, they mouthed the words, saying “bleb” and “bleb” and “bleb.” Some torpedoed, others swung a lazy fin, like an oarsman, turning a casual arc. Some lay like unexploded mines, chin up. … Continue reading ‘Koi Pond’ by Robert Peake