Neatness is a goal
Baggage, like bones,
Must be stacked in a bin so
To conserve space, in hopes of
A full flight.
The type of cart, shape and style of bag…
I want to be alone here, building up my own layer by perfect layer
Of other people’s baggage; I’ll be complimented by the ramp agents
For my ability, as if muscle and design is proof of skill.
Mike Wood is a writer and critic. Before becoming unable to work, he was literacy programs coordinator at Crossroads Rhode Island, a resource center for homeless and disconnected adults. Currently he is a candidate for Zen priest ordination through Five Mountain Buddhist seminary. He lives in Rhode Island with his wife and several cats.