Tuesday, June 25, 2019


Flying over the Gulf of Mexico (Flight 921 JetBlue 5/30/19)

I can taste her breath in my mouth
It’s dry as dust and seeks to sleep
We’re flying above the Gulf of Mexico, stirring above clouds
She does not speak English and I barely know her Aztec language
I am reminded where I am when the jet shivers in summer gusts above the earth
Like a jolt of eternity

I will make love in another country
In a hot room, in the daylight

I’m zooming in with so much speed
Even the clouds appeal for stillness


A New Home

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