Poems of the Week

Somewhere Over the Specific

by Alex Steelsmith

“A flight attendant has claimed staff often have no clue whatsoever
when passengers ask them whereabouts they are when up in the air
and says they will usually just make stuff up.”
Mirror

Whereabouts, thereabouts,
curious passengers
wondering, “Where are we
now?” should beware,

even if answered with
geo-coordinates:
really the answer is
up in the air.