THE ISLAND
On
one side
All
you can see
Is
water
In
every direction.
On
the other,
Shallow
rivulets
Snaking
through sand.
Both
are the tide’s work.
One side's crossable.
The other's not.
To
be marooned
Is
a state of mind.
Which
side of the island
Are
you on?
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