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by Meg Kikkeri
It Is 6:00 In the mornIng and I am
waIst-deep In the mIddle of elk horn
slough In monterey, CalIfornIa. as
I breathe In the aroma of rottIng
seaweed and anaerobIC sIlt, the
rIsIng tIde Is the only sound. on
a ClIpboard, I am ColleCtIng data
about the development of natIve
olympIa oysters and the effeCts of
non-natIve tube worms on them. I
Can barely feel the frIgId water as I
struggle to move through the mud
that Captures me lIke quICksand.
Table of Contents for the Digital Edition of Imagine Magazine - Johns Hopkins - January/February 2015