Dear Non-Humans

Anonymous

To the non-human residents of the Breakwater—greetings from above! To the anemones swaying in tidal rhythm, the barnacles gripping stone, and the starfish lounging like living art—you’ve claimed the spaces between the massive concrete blocks.

Snorkelers float above, scanning for signs of your world. They surface grinning, water streaming from their masks: “Did you see that?” “I think it was an octopus den!” We come for a glimpse, drawn by curiosity, excitement, and awe.

But we know this place is yours. The Breakwater may be human-built, but it’s your home now—wild, alive, and full of quiet stories. Thank you for letting us visit your homes, even if only for a moment.