Diving past plastic

As I dive after hatching from mother's egg my sight captures jellyfish

falling above, I'm starving but I touch it, it doesn't sting 

when I realise... It's plastic. Tears drop, drop from my 

eyes because I know my ocean home is getting 

wrecked. 

Over time, coral shrinks. I watch as my ocean plants fade before my 

eyes. As dusk drifts by and the sunset starts, 

I lay down on a rock covered in moss. My life flashes before my  

eyes...