Boat & Airplane
by Amy LV
A couple of weeks ago, flying over the Great Lakes, I looked down at Earth. We weren't too high yet, and I could see tiny sailboats making little white wave wakes. I thought about me looking down at the boats, and I wondered if anyone in those boats was looking up at the plane. Somehow this story poem took hold then and comes to you, mysteriously, today...
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