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Things seen on a plane ride from Indy to Denver, then Denver to Phoenix |
| I saw him as we boarded, with his luggage in his left hand and a open box of tomatoes in the right what an interesting item to xray and then have to stow away, all the time worrying one might roll off under the hard fabric seats they must be damn good tomatoes, i muse, to travel 1000 miles on a united flight the rows were not full when we took flight again, except mine afraid the people next to my window seat would not move to give me some room, i frantically glance back to the row behind until they get the hint from here in my now open row i can see the young girl with the number 2 gripped tightly and her tray table down she's a lefty, and recently learned to write her hair is in braids and barrettesm her ears are cuffed in headphones and she on occasion glances to the tv screen if something interests her but she's trying to concentrate on the project before her so serious with her pencil and her mom sleeps quietly in the seat beside her on their way to meet family they haven't seen since she was a baby girl. |