The lone algae eater, who somehowsurvives our neglect, hides inside a castle.When I tap the glass to see if he’sstill alive, I think about my little brother,who spends twenty-three hours a dayconfined to a 6 by 8 cell. When I openthe top and sprinkle in food, the fishrises up through the murky water to eat.Visiting... Continue Reading →