Plastic, Plastic Everywhere
Aug 06, 2019
2 minutes
story MARY SOUTH
Is there anything more beautiful than the sea? It has enthralled me since before I could swim. Limited to running in and out of the retreating waterline and building sloppy sandcastles on the shore, I trained a covetous eye on the dark blue horizon.
Some of my happiest memories as a girl were of summer vacations: body surfing waves until my lips were blue, then ravenously
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