Her majesty

Lungs feeling tight,

She rises to the surface,

Inhaling the crisp, ripe sea air.

A huge ship  breaks the horizon.

Many huge binoculars are aimed at her,

Many lights flash, discovering her majesty.

Exposed, she slips away forever.

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Smile

The Vaquita’s black mouth patch resembles a shy smile, but it has no reason to smile.