A woman and her daughter pack up their groceries,
hit the road, their ride interrupted
by a sky-bound explosion,
the sound of women screaming,
"Help me, help me, sweet Jesus,
help, I'm going to die."
Two passengers leap from a hot air balloon,
its carrier consumed by flames.
Weightless, her daughter's heart plummets
with the flightless bodies
to their wooded, hard-to-find graves,
gravity too fast for even a mother
to reach out, to catch,
the inevitable crash of the fall.
© Kristina England
Hot air balloon accident
Kristina England resides in Worcester, Massachusetts. Her writing is published or forthcoming at Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review, Gargoyle, New Verse News, Poetry24, and other magazines.
Hot air balloon accident
Kristina England resides in Worcester, Massachusetts. Her writing is published or forthcoming at Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review, Gargoyle, New Verse News, Poetry24, and other magazines.
