by Annie Neugebauer
“Keep looking!” she screamed
over the wind.
“Keep looking!”
Panic pitched her voice so high
I almost lost it
amidst the waves crashing
just beyond our feet.
“Yeh heard ‘er!”
the bearded man bellowed
from my right.
“We drag ‘em again!”
and he pulled
his corner of the net
deeper,
me and my corner
trailing with it.