Airport Baggage

I see an airport And no longer feel joy. No flutters in my belly, (excitement at upcoming adventure) No relief sedating my tongue (no home in the near future)   Imprisoned animals claw at my skin, Wanting to leap out, wanting to fly. A thousand criss crossing routes Call out to to me.   My … More Airport Baggage

And here we are

Sunny morning, cold and new, I was already tired.   Teaching can do that to you, especially in a 7th grade class, (why is growing up chaos?) especially in a government school, (why does no one care?) especially in a city called Bombay. (does this city run on loss?)   I couldn’t let it show … More And here we are