Grace Mary Potts


My life is comprised of inconsistencies, daydreaming, procrastination techniques and occasionally, writing.

In Our Wake

October 17, 2015

PROMPT: Ripple Effect

We let plastic bags drift by us, floating across concrete surfaces like tumbleweeds on barren ground.
We build barracades to protect the sand of our beaches, even when it destroys the dunes of those around. 
We demolish forests for oil, paper and houses, even when there are animals still inside.
We drive cars and work in factories, and barely spare a glance for the melting ice.

And maybe one day the Earth will die, because we never gave thought to the destruction we left behind. 


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