The river spits its secrets in the silt, dark veins tracing memories of buried spills – dusky riffles spiked with fetid tears. Mussels cling to the sediment, their shells etched with scars of our making – they sip the heavy water, tongue… Read on blog or Reader ScienceBlog.com Read on blog or Reader Wasted Mussels Sam Illingworth June 7 The river spits its secrets in the silt, dark veins tracing memories of buried spills – dusky riffles spiked with fetid tears. Mussels cling to the sediment, their shells etched with scars of our making – they sip the heavy water, tongues tasting metallic pasts laced with bilge. Downstream the current carries on, soft fingers […] Continue reading

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