I’m learning that home really is where the heart is, and it’s hard to articulate that spot when you’ve fallen in love with so many different people places and things. I fell in love with the sound of my own two feet walking next to hers, I felt home in every city I ever loved her in, but you can’t make a home out of something with wings where its roots should be and then expect it not to go anywhere, which is to say the closest thing I have to name myself a home anymore is my own condemned body.
excerpts from poems I never should have written #32
The Typhoon has been tested in a new configuration that significantly improves agility and weapons carrying capability. Modified fuselage strakes, wing leading edge root extensions and other changes are said to have improved lift, angle of attack and roll rate capabilities