avian security

Edelweiss

My year started long before
but: an avian landscape, securely
ushered upon arrival


footsteps shuffle, darting glances
paired with a nervous familiar hustle.


intercom voices, symmetric uniforms,
a noticeable lack of sputum-


propellers and turbines and pivoting blades


-from departures some mushrooms
escape; teeth clattering with a fission.


pistons and motors and metal and


at the UA front desk there is this
calendar. The pages turn but


scratches are made, marks that  
celebrate a white man’s year, his
aphotic marching and


another sort of terminal
a different set of metal wings.


My time is gregorian, numbered 
and marked. At gate B-29 
there are patchy blossoms of snow.

sorry for the delay


- Maya Doolali