While one was driving
through Petrolia, California
another in a tucked away
place happened upon the tiny Ohio
village.of Poe
.. near Medina's River Styx Road
not too far from the fish hatcheries
where new life is generated
not for the joy of the fishes
but for the appetites of
their human masters.
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