A meditation on getting off a plane just before takeoff.
(Contemporary American Short Fiction)
Because if you are like me you know that some of us are not the world, so of us are not the children, some of us will not help to make a brighter day.
A meditation? I dunno. It’s a stream-of-consciousness ramble. I’m not sure why she gets off the plane. Fear, I guess. Interesting. Read it here. It’ll take you three minutes. It’s funny and weird.