this week i find myself loitering in the terminal.
i’m hesitant to board.
my parcels feel a bit under-packed.
study and schooling will cure this current self stammer.
soon, i will descend those steps confidently to my gate.
first class ticket in hand;
toting my toolbox teemed with craft and command.
non-stop voyage to art.
OH but you must board because the plane wants to take you. And you have a ticket!
xo Mary Jo