Jan 6, 2015

Initial Descent

Written by Elizabeth Onusko

Read by Lisa Fay Coutley

Our favorite pastime is predicting our end:
how it will happen, and when,
and whether anyone will study it after,
reconstruct the timeline
in order to analyze what the signs were
and if we chose to see them.
We did. We were always
terrified. If we couldn’t
prevent our ruin, at least we could envision it,
and this might
steep our fears in grace, and this might
make us ready:
cumulus clouds through which we hurtle
headfirst then flipping;
trees, impossible to say what species,
only upturned faces
bearing witness to our gaining speed,
to the airplane from which
we were pushed without parachutes,
how it banks west and is gone.

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