When You Search

Look for wings of smoke.  Seatbelts of smoke.

Air burning in reclining seats

of smoke.  Look for us, row after row

of us, slumping down, faces buried

in rags of smoke.  Look.

We wait for you

in smoke.


2 thoughts on “When You Search

  1. There was something about that “row after row of us, slumped down . . .” that really got to me. Thank you, Rose, for keeping at this.

    We didn’t go up
    in smoke – no
    we went up in
    cool clear air

    but it is how
    we came down – yes
    we came down
    in suffocating smoke.

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