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Anna Adamowicz
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to preserve you in verse, sea turtle
ingesting plastic bags instead of jellyfish,
to plop you in this poem like a cradle or a tomb
is all I can do, forgive me, I can’t fetch
you a school of moon jellies stuttering like hearts,
I can’t teach you to tell polymer from mesoglea,
I won’t give up single-use needles,
I can’t dismantle the Great Pacific Garbage Patch,
I won’t sweep humans from every continent
’cause who’d then preserve you in verse, turtle bro

 

Author’s note:

Typically, writing is for me a laborious search,

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