Our Fats River

Proof the sick North Saskatchewan River was sick. The water rose. The rocks disappeared only to reappear muchlater, after the purge, after the flood. The river was brown and milky brown in milky. There were whole trees and part trees bobbing and scrambling down the river, some in the middle, snapping and thrashing, some on the sides, sucking and sinking, some in between middle and sides, sneaking and thinking. The levels and heights and depths and volume spelled f-l-ood. So many people went down like the aliens they are to check out the flow and murky misunderstanding. They will return to the river from their sofa's, from their kitchen tables in due time, in years and years maybe. The free river levels make all the difference.