Daily Word: sludge

It was called the old sludge pond.  For as long as I remember.  I always expected it to be black, tar like.  But it was teeming with fish, first placed there by some locals.  Sludge in my mind isn’t a place good things live.  Maybe when the mine was active, the sludge would have strangled life.  I’ll keep pulling out the small mouth, and putting them back in the old sludge pond.