Rachel Aviva Burns | FIRST FLIGHT

FIRST FLIGHT ………………………She— aroused by crispening air— takes off, a sudden blossoming of white wings, long feathers. The egret flies slow. Ungainly, lopsided. Flaps above the yellow grass-tips. I remember running on the school roof, arms out, awkwardly pumping, thinking, any second, the wind might take me and I would erupt into a graceful shape…

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