Airport to Airport

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Valeria Garcia Cardoza

 

Phosphorescence slowed by gate 21,

Collects the lack of sleep

Before the engine stores souls.

 

Wizards that haven’t been taught to fly

Stand under the lights and clock handles.

 

Not a space full of darkness

But a flat surface in the sky.

A place for society to tumble.

 

Stars in the ground,

Unlike the shaved blue before,

Organize the truth for the strategic network.

The valley concedes a host.

 

Device peeled with expertise,

Earthquakes are sprayed through.

                                         To

                                                 the

                                                          right.

                To

         the

  left.

 

Legs assessing the landscape,

Waiting for hammocks after the tunnel.

 

A wound opens to start the race,

Automatic system fuels the division.

The conference becoming extinct as

The tunnel makes its appearance.

 

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Valeria S. Garcia Cardoza is majoring in Genetics. Her expected graduation year is 2026, and she is from Peru! In her free time she enjoys swimming, watching TV shows and taking naps. This poem was inspired by her experience in airports as an international student. 

Valeria wrote this poem in a course taught by Joanna Fuhrman, who selected this poem for publication in WHR.