She Wanted to be an Airplane

SHE WANTED TO BE AN AIRPLANE

Whether it was old wood
or metal, it did not matter: it was the flight

that was important, the escape
and redemption of a sky over the house

where she’d grown up, the shed
where she sometimes hid

in the middle of the night, watching for
raccoons. She found a baby one, once, dead

next to a pair of bushes. She’d held it
close, surprised at the coarseness

of its fur, the skeletal look
of the side of its thin face. The eyes

were blue underneath the lids, too young,
the tongue almost white

behind its teeth. Gently, she put it back
where she’d found it, her hands

locked beneath its small weight, touching
the dew-tipped grass, for only

a moment, but it stayed with her. She knew,
even in flight, that it would, but that she could forget

other things, or at least put them
at the distance of clouds.

*

written November 15th

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About mckenzielynntozan

McKenzie Lynn Tozan lives and writes in Indiana, where she works as a virtual assistant, editor, and freelance writer via her self-started business, MLT Creative. She received her MFA in Poetry from Western Michigan University, where she worked as the Layout and Design Editor for New Issues Poetry and Prose and as an Assistant Poetry Editor for Third Coast. She previously completed her B.S. in Secondary English Education and B.A. in English, with a Concentration in Writing, at Indiana University South Bend, where she worked as the Managing Editor for 42 Miles Press. Her poems have appeared in Rogue Agent, Whale Road Review, the James Franco Review, Emerge Literary Journal, Encore Magazine, Thank You for Swallowing, The Spooklet, Sleet Magazine, and Analecta, among others; and her book reviews and essays have appeared on The Rumpus and Motherly. When not writing, she enjoys art and music, and the simple mathematics of being a wife of one, a mama of two, and a cat-mom of three. For more, visit www.mckenzielynntozan.com. View all posts by mckenzielynntozan

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