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Refuse Refugee

Out they go, rejected plastic bags and bottles. Off they float, dispersed. Where to? There's no control. Wind and ocean current swirling, gathering all those broken fragments. Human flotsam drawn together, trafficked at what cost, deflatable, adrift. Ashore, caste unwanted. Are they biodegradable? What of their diversity? Can they be reused? Restored? Evidence of waste upcycled, more than plastic identity, or plastic credit. The refuse refugee - is.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/2/2018 6:51:00 PM
Nice Lisle...questions were made...consciousness availed... it's a serious affaire...All the best
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Lisle Ryder
Date: 6/3/2018 2:30:00 AM
Thanks Arturo, nothing much has improved since I wrote this nearly 3 years back. The politics is even worse.

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