Among the Clouds

May 30, 2010
the engines roar
deafening in my ears
the plane rolls faster, faster, faster…
like a giant silver bird
gliding perfectly through the air
the wind flows gracefully around the wings
weaving carefully
over, under
lifting me higher and higher
I am free here
among the clouds
the sky does not discriminate
man or woman, black or white
the sky is blue to all
my worries dissipate.
ignoring the stern-faced instructor,
I turn, bank, roll
maneuvering perfectly through the air
and passing the test
with flying colors
I let out a whoop
the instructor smirks
but I don’t care
I am a WASP

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