by Steven J. Serafiani
shelled out a few greenbacks at
a los angeles estate sale
while back. snagged a brass
aviation barometer from the
deceased in the hills.
I keep it though, mostly
as a paperweight for my sheets;
stack in the wind on a deck, edges
flap but stay in place. I think this
will be one memento that
I keep until eighty. There’s something
about this piece that speaks to
that thing inside of me.
31 very dry
I am pan am: or aviator: or broken.