Godparents

Dedicated to the spirit of friendship

In this fisheye world,

where staring at the sun

is akin to speaking with solitude

In this blue cloud world,

where I stand, human, on a humpback whale

and you are a bird from a faraway shore

In this empty world,

where I can hear you chirping

without seeing your face

In this wide ocean world,

where I can’t confide

on the shoals around me

In this desert world

where the air I breathe

is scorching salt

In this beautiful wide world,

you, and the beat of

your wings carrying thistle twigs

to make a nest

in my shipwreck of a whale

is the closest thing to a friend

that I could ever ask for.

I will stay on the surface

for as long as you need,

exchanging stories,

like my digestive organs

exchange krill

Fuck biology, and fuck the seasons

if that means, your nest

can be weaved to sprout life

I promise you this,

one day,

I will carry your children

on the back of my humpback whale