Between Whales

Song over distance.

close up photo of water

In the event

that one of us

should slip from

the range of

contact, I want

to tell you that I 

did not know if 

my voice was 

made of sound,

or if that was just

an idea, possibly

unsound, until

you answered.

I still don’t have

a word for the 

color of that 

last note, but

now I think this

is more likely

about the limits

of any language


in isolation

than it is about

a problem with 

my eyes.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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