Nectar Nature was already reclaiming the abandoned complex. The planks were starting to separate and vines shown through the cracks in the walls. The concrete that used to pass for parking lots was rough and uneven; the paint which had marked the lanes for cars was fading and ruined. Above it all, there was the sweet smell of plants. Of flowers. I'm sure that it held the smell of death well. A few years back, when it was still teeming with life, I wouldn't have set foot into the complex, let alone that area. So much had changed since then; now, I had to approach that Zone. At least the gangs are gone, I thought, and holstered my
Long Titles 6The Cancer Destroying Our Aquatic Wildlife: Human Interactions with Dolphins in an Exploitive and Destructive Environment, or: Long Titles Part Six: End Dolphin PersecutionA cancer starts with a single cell, and then grows into a lumbering mass so immense it requires amputation. The human race is a similar problem, infringing on the space of dolphins and other aquatic life, destroying their ecosystems. It is for this reason that dolphin exploitation (and other activities) must be halted. These forms of marine interaction, whether labeled as good or bad, do nothing to improve their welfare, and do nothing but cause us grief. To sum: People s
HelmetI know so much.And know so little.I want to help. I want.But I can't.Because all I've amassedall I've learnedis for naught, when it comes to her.And her.and him.and me.Because I haven't lived long enough.Because I have not the experience.Because I'm still so young.Because words read aren't words thrown.I don't know what to do.To save a life?To mend broken hearts?To burn our tongues once again?Spent my entire life for this moment.Read and read and read and readAnd still, I don't enough to reach anyone.So sick.It hurts, in my chest.To think that we'll never speak again.To think that forever starts