Migraine as Whale: A Triptych by Sarah M. Sala | Poetry Magazine

Share i Your wusband and some locals charter a whale-watching tour in the North Pacific Ocean. The surf is huge— rough weather moving in tomorrow. The boat carves celadon waves into midnight navy depths. All day you scan the horizon for humpback whales until the captain cuts the engine. Surface tension gives way to a whale’s bumpy tubercles, her tuxedo shirt throat grooves, you’re met with her distrustful orbiting eye. Something shifts in you. After the catamaran pitches back to harbor, the other parties disembark. But the horizon continues to lurch like the unsteady hull of a ship. Except now

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