Salt and plastic are everywhere on earth that humans are, as well as most places where we aren't. As familiar and close at hand as salt is, imagery of it abounds in language, from the poetic to the mundane. But what kind of poetics do we have for a world that is infused with plastics at every level? How can we imagine a future where plastics have outlived us? What kind of stories could possibly fit the world we're creating now?
As the Book of Revelations draws to a close, John writes:
Now I saw a new heavens and a new earth, for the first heavens and the first earth had passed away. Also there was no more sea. (Rev. 21:1 NKJV)
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