August 16

A child wailing away as the engine revs on an airplane.
Dogs whining in the backseat of a long journey.
Teenagers in love when their lover leaves.
Those who hurt deeply.

It’s easy
to snap at them to be silent
but that day did we go away quietly
into the air, into the night, at wholly unnatural speeds.

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