i had him cook and clean it for us
because we had nothing to do that with back at the room
neither one of them had ever cracked crab to eat
in my opinion, that meant they had never really had crab
the afternoon reminded me of my childhood
pulling crab rings, my father cooking them in salt water
all of us eating until we were so full
in years past, when i would swing by mom and dad's on my way to meet them
my dad would always ask
"are you going to do some crabbing?"
next year i am, dad, next year i am. . .