Hackers: Narwhals

The first in our series of works from members of Hackers, PGS's creative writing community:



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Narwhals

               They rest under a frozen mirror, cracked

Watch as above a twisted spear rises

               Bastardization of nature

The gnarled handler sits uneasily in a resting palm

               wait now,

the time will come

               Majestic, cresting, crashing through the waves

Lord of the sea, lord of ye rises,

               not an arms length away

stay steady

               get a shot, prised, perfected, that’s all there ever is

One shot

               The ripples of the hunt play below the surface

Dancing for recognition

               Quick

stay still,

               Move,

wait,

               Sweep with the fragile horn to safety

Stay and hope and pray

               Live another day

chill yet again.

                                                                              Ben Schofield