Miles Above and Years Away by James Wilk
Miles Above and Years AwayJames Wilk My forehead leaves an oily spoton the Plexiglas where I have been resting,staring at the shadow of the fuselage, how it crawls like a fuzzy caterpillaracross the Nebraskan grain fieldsand gullies. I had been reading how the Gestapo marchedJanusz Korczak, the authorof King Matthew the First, and one-hundred-ninety-two […]
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