with a short spit and a tear burning down my face, sand stuck to my close,
- Jeremy Baxter
- Jan 19
- 1 min read
Updated: Jan 29
i walked up to the whale, trembling, looked it in the eye and pleaded my soul. with a simple 'okay' and 'thank you,' the whale closed his eye and went back to sleep. I knew if that whale splashed me away, my friends would find me floating. 🥲

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