Climate Change and the Sea Witch

The warming ocean got to her; she woke up to bottles everywhere.

You can call me “Sea Witch” if you want
But Julia is my name
And I live where the seaweed coils
Like a salad of curly kale
Around my tail.
There used to be a frozen road up there
Where ancient humans trekked to amazing lands
And the sea was snow.
I took a vitamin tablet and slept
Forty thousand years and more
Now there’s all this water around me
Where plastics grow.