Sunday, February 16, 2014

US ROUTE 99

I was aiming for the horizon
the peaks would be my new backyard

cremate my body and let the ocean have the rest of me

That's where I was headed

and the places on the globe I didn't know existed

Can we pretend that are airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars 

HOWARD FOOTE ONCE TOOK A
 JET FOR A JOY RIDE

are there guidelines or regulations
the new air craft would be discussed

PLAID PANTS, CHECKERED HAT
AND READY TO SWING INTO HAWAII


1 comment:

  1. Reily,
    Your camera eye communicates a sense of travel, even exploration. However, this story of travel isn't a direct narrative that depends on locations; there are moments of recollection and of imagination, such as where you ask if the planes can be shooting stars. As a result, I get a sense of not only physical movement, but also the desire or dream of going somewhere exciting. Your use of different fonts is also an interesting stylistic choice, and I was particularly struck by the all-caps of you final two lines, which describe a moment of arrival---a sense that the all-caps reinforces. Nicely done!

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