my body made milk
poured it into my kid’s mouth
along with my best intentions

strong teeth, antibodies
only liquid gold
for six years

not knowing I was
transferring nonbiodegradables
give her the bottle

and she’d collect 1.5 million
PVC particles
instead

after milk I give
her shrimp and fish
polymer feeders, all three

at the beach she swallows
seawater, in between dips
I watch her

breathe plastics in air
drink purified water that isn’t
actually pure

draw and devour
moon-shaped chips
from a blue plastic packet

every day I realize
she might as well be eating
herself

This was first published in The Hooghly Review on April 15, 2022.

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