Poem #27

Like a web,

the net

devoured my soul.

With invisible hands,

the net

gouged my body.

Like a whirlpool,

the net

sucked me in;

stabbing me with knives,

wrapping me up.

I rolled to escape

the net,

but it was no use.

The net

tightened,

suffocating me.

The net

stopped my heart.

News Update #40

A huge breakthrough was just made: this year, fishermen have received the ability to apply to the shrimp farm PROREMARCO as an alternative livelihood. This is, in a sense, another buy-out option. As in all buy-out categories, fishermen entering PROREMARCO must surrender at least one fishing permit, the boat, and fishing gear associated to it. CONANP has determined that this project needs a minimum of 62 applications to be economically viable. If you are or know any Gulf fishermen, please inform them on this subject.