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In one chapter, you let yourself be seen as a writer, struggling under the weight of words and whale flesh. The whale was immeasurable in the end, and your pen never caught up. If you felt too small, how then are the rest of us to fare?

Language is both limiting and limitless. I read that there is no mention of blue in ancient texts—Odysseus sailed a sea the color of ox blood. The only explanation: there was simply no word for blue. Without it, the Greeks couldn’t perceive their vast sky and sea. I find this hard to believe.

One time, I nearly lost an eye to a fishhook. When I left the hospital there was a white moth on the pavement. It was white as exactly white is. Not an absence. I knew it was the only time in my life, my eye suddenly precious, that I would be able to see such color. Our senses absorb, then filter what would overwhelm us.

So when there is a shift in the hum of the world from major to minor, I do not have the language to tell you. People offer explanations that seem trite—moon phases and neurotransmitters—but some things cannot be spoken. Only you can hunt the unseen world convincingly.

The rest of us are minor characters, doomed. We either lack language—I thirst for it—or we drown in it, talking emptily and battering each other senseless with too many words.

More excerpts from the book:
Souvenir Lit
Ghost Proposal

Jaime Zuckerman teaches and writes in Boston. She is the author of two chapbooks: Letters to Melville (Ghost Proposal) and Alone in this Together (Dancing Girl Press, 2016). Her poems appear or are forthcoming in Cosmonauts Avenue, Forklift: Ohio, NightBlock, Souvenir Lit, Foundry, and other journals. She is the Editor-in-Chief/poetry editor for Redivider, art director for Sixth Finch, and a senior reader for Ploughshares.



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