Plane Down

our descent into Hong Kong
took a long time

descent is too graceful a word
for the way our plane pitched and

rolled

and the little circles of the portholes
flashed orange

like sirens
a fire on the wing

amongst us Ethiopia air
passengers, nothing. I looked around

and it was like they were all already dead

unbreathing, sleeping
prone forms that made me feel

like the only girl on the plane

scratching half-moons
on the handrests. Just me

trying not to look at
my imaginary flames

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About fiercemissc

Twenty-something Geordie girl living and working in Hong Kong. Young, free and single and making the most of it.
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