She  writes  of  a  whale  born  lonesome Consigned  by  a  larynx  misshapen  to  blubber Unheard,  in  a  pitch  as  voiceless  as  a  rustwrapped Tuba,  honking  on  the  ocean  floor. I  watch  her  hands  wring  restlessly, As  I  thumbover  this  draft;Read more…