Pelagic – Danielle Slater

Do the benthic creatures ever look up? Would they mistake my buoyancy for flight? I float amongst a constellation of bioluminescence Perpetually bathed in hues of blue light To the bottom of the ocean, I am a bird To the birds, I am a negligible ant in the dirt. But I’m not foolish enough toContinue reading “Pelagic – Danielle Slater”