Skipping Boulders by Anonymous
- Sep 29, 2022
- 1 min read
I know a woman
who will not fly
except in planes
three seats next to
five seats next to
three
She will not fly
in narrow steel tubes,
darts tossed casually
across a map
They are likely to slip
from the sky,
she worries.
They are too thin
too small
too light
to fly well at all
She is comfortable
only in the belly
of great wrought
whales,
hundred eyes along
their spines,
their innards crammed
with people
sipping liquor
and reading the paper
