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Rain Whale Spirit,
I live in your belly
and wait --———
for seasons.

fish season.
feeding, feasting on carp and cod.

to tuck your ribs around my shoulders,
white pillars
ivory fibers
cream-coloured threads.

Rain Whale, water me.
my skin, dry and c r a c k e d.
I blame high sodium levels
and acidic eyes.
season of drought. season of doubt.
season of learning to live without
the Rain Whale Spirit.

whale song, translated from thunder.


 
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