Aral Sea

George Tsakraklides
Nov 4 · 1 min read
Photo by Cristina Gottardi on Unsplash

It was here

where they once lived

where the wind cries as it travels the land

looking for witnesses to listen to its song

to hear the tale of the sea that used to be here

until it was consumed like mother’s milk

until the land began to vaporise, leaving behind an orphaned wind

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George Tsakraklides

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Molecular biologist, food scientist, advocate for an Earth of empathy, gratitude, compassion, awareness. Recovering workaholic, author of Age of Separateness.

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