If someone looks out
across the straits of Sicily
To the Island itself
Do they see the
ocean
between?
Or the sweet
sands on shore?
What if it were the
expanse of our
ancestors?
The thousands of
miles of
undulating grass
and massive waves?
Would we
still see
a home away from
nowhere?
Or would the
ocean of dirt
and sand
and dead leaves
keep us ashore
on the Island of the
Known and Familiar?
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