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Emily Khym

Slithering slimeballs

Green UFOs

Scavenging algae


The crisp air

Swept over 

The drowsy



As ants marched 

in and out 

Of the tiled dock.


Green balls of slime

Danced to the tune 

Of the salty breeze,


And pushing each other.


Fish suffocated

Under the oxygen-deficient waters

And people 

Stared in 


At their 

              Reckless artwork.

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