iditarod appears in LA
memories beneath secrets in the produce district/ industry of Los Angeles. That same day I met a man named pepper who fishes for carp in the LA river. We waded out to the center and saw a school of them caught in an eddy. Pepper rode a bike with one wheel, he told us how to roast the fish under the bridge. There is a fine moss on the bottom of the river, my squish-squash canvas shoes puddled and i carried it with me the rest of the day. Carp, 1 and a half feet long. Life and what the river continues to provide.