The Shadow of an Airliner
by Alejandro Escudé The truth comes out in italics as outcome. Nothing matches the ferocity of Macy’s, not even a terrorist at a checkpoint. Ten years later, I still bow my head at the wrong time in mass. A wake follows a wake. They should teach this to you at age eight. Yesterday, at the beach, the shadow of an airliner. I watch the Pope address Guayaquil. Behind him, the Spanish Jesus. Nine mornings might as well make one. |
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