My Cardboard Balcony

Three Bettas by Belinda Roddie Three bettas, all fabulous, swimming in a pretty trinity, reuniting at the pebble castle to trade winks with each other, barter for color, and move with currents against the jet stream leading up into the glass.

" 'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free..." "Well, which one is it?" The choir master stopped conducting and looked at me. I sneered back. "What?" "How can you be simple and free at the same time?" "Um...I..." "Oh, I see." I sifted my hand out of my red robe and wagged a finger. "You're getting philosophical. Ignorance is bliss, and bliss is freedom from ills. Correct?"