#some species will anchor themselves with these secrereted “byssal threads” to spmething stationary

[hersurvival]

Byssal threads attach and tangle,

Filaments spread, like vines,

Tethered together.

We both mistook the other for a rock.

Anchoring to what we thought

Was solid, static, steadfast

To the churning of the water around us.

Found ourselves grasping,

Holding to one another.

But at least we are not alone,

Wherever these waves may take us.

@nosebleedclub June 5th - Scallop