Starlit

when I see an airplane in the night sky

I think of the possibilities of nighttime

the opportunity, of being a person who can afford a red eye,

before current events made it so that

flying is a novelty, magical thinking

I don’t think about 2020

with its smoke across darkness, one way tickets

starlight that turns to dust in our hands

when I see an airplane in the night sky

I think of the past, people who weren’t sad

I wonder if maybe

home is not a final destination