February 19, 2007 - 9:05 am
He sits me down
and shows me
the schedule
and rambles on
about flight series
and points
and landings
He is shaped like a triangle,
his chest wide and muscular
and his head sitting on top
like a period
I am nodding
but I am
thinking
about Ben.
Far away
at a school
living a life
that is his own.
Written By: Lucy • Filed in: The Beginning, Section 1










