Amarillo Bay™ Literary Magazine presents Science Projects by Suzanne Roberts

Science Projects
by Suzanne Roberts

My father is dying,
and I wait in a cushioned seat
at the airport, looking
out windows. Clean blue air
holds silver airplanes.
I imagine dried leaves
in wind, the curling legs
of a beetle, dying stars,
the quivering eye of a sheep,
the other dead things I've known.

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