‘Embrace of the Electric Eel’ by Pascale Petit

Embrace of the Electric Eel For thirty-five years, Father, you were a numb-fish, I couldn’t quite remember what it felt like that last time you hugged me when I was eight, just before you went away. But when you summon me to your stagnant pool, Dad, Papa, whatever I should call the creature that you are, now you finally ask for my love: do you … Continue reading ‘Embrace of the Electric Eel’ by Pascale Petit