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t not</p><p id="aa54">Alaska has no more ice, they say It’s all ocean now</p><p id="da9b">I want to compare things to the ocean But even the ocean is swallowed up</p><p id="88bf">Something more vast than it, something more immense Something darker and deeper:</p><p id="58a7">It’s trash. It’s trashed.</p><p id="4c7c"><b><i>Jenny Justice </i></b><i>is a <a href="https://link.medium.com/54FKW36WPX">mom</a>, <a href="https://link.medium.com/qepG742WPX">Sociology</a> instructor, and writer. You can follow her on <a href="https://medium.com/@jennyjustice">Medium</a> and at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/jennyjusticewriter/">Jenny Justice, Writer</a>. She has been recognized as a Top Writer on Medium in Poetry, Parenting, Reading, Education, Books, Racism, Feminism and Climate Change, so far.</i></p><div id="503a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-spirituality-of-extinction-2ff6aa415908"> <div> <div> <h2>The Spirituality of Extinction</h2> <div><h3>A poem about the near future</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:32

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The Ocean

A poem

Photo by Scott Van Hoy on Unsplash

There’s so much I want to compare to the ocean

But the ocean is no longer the same metaphor It even rains plastic now

Dead zones and trash islands Trapped turtles and toxic reefs

There’s so much I want to compare to the ocean

Wild and free and tossing and waves Vast and deep and full of life

Yet, the changes, the changed Hot and acidic

Bloated, slow, suffocating Crashing certainly, life, a bit

What will we do when we run out of fish? People eat sushi and don’t think about this.

Washed up, washed up Whales on the beaches

The shrinking beaches The plastic beaches

The whales insides: Grocery store bags, soda cans, tar black

Waste, upon waste We had it and we now might not

Alaska has no more ice, they say It’s all ocean now

I want to compare things to the ocean But even the ocean is swallowed up

Something more vast than it, something more immense Something darker and deeper:

It’s trash. It’s trashed.

Jenny Justice is a mom, Sociology instructor, and writer. You can follow her on Medium and at Jenny Justice, Writer. She has been recognized as a Top Writer on Medium in Poetry, Parenting, Reading, Education, Books, Racism, Feminism and Climate Change, so far.

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