a personal entry for #planetorplastic ! + the water is alive. it seeps through the slivers of my fingers, through my every pore, and outlines the magestic beast i see through the sea foam. i am alive. + a marine biologist visits siren, a heart-broken whale, often. every time she does, siren sings a sad song. a song for her dead calf, who she still has hopes of finding, but the biologist had failed to save her. the biologist understands. she too, has lost something dear. + completed: 19.12.2018.