All my oceans lie westward

            All my oceans lie westward

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I am lost. On the Caribbean

My compass turned me upside down.

My friend points “We go north.”

My inner self screams, “You point south.”

The sea laps the wrong side of the beach.

My Pacific nature clogs with Sargassum,

Walks me in circles too large

For white sands and turquoise waters

To erase.

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