not
all who wander are lost but this person sure was,
thoroughly, as if they'd made a conscious effort
to access airport areas never intended for
pedestrians. en route to join sarah at her
parents' in ohio, i paused to puzzle over construction method
of this impressive
sculpture. buying a pack of gum for $2.99,
self-service checkout asks if i want to round up
.01 for ukraine and i press yes, doing my part. on
takeoff, a single blue m&m rolled down the aisle, reminding me
of maui.
the elder couple seated beside me wore the
homespun clothes of mennonites.
i'm used to seeing them on trains but these were
the first i've seen reading the new york times on
a plane. if they had phones, they never took them
out, and i wondered if gum was allowed when i saw
the man working his jaw in obvious discomfort on
descent to columbus. i offered them some and both
accepted, eyes asparkle with an inner light you
don't often see since we've had our souls sucked
out by screens.
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