By Andrew Lawrence Crown
And peering down
A Geumjoungsan cliff wall
Straddling an ancient crevice
Hollowed out by wind and rain
Centuries ago, or was it longer than that
Boulders down below
Strewn across the valley floor
To remind us of the history of gravity
I lean out an inch too far
Tired from the climb I waver
Tulsa Jodi football tall and strong
Grabs my shirt collar
Pulls me back
“Careful cowboy You ain't got no wings”
The thin pleasant girl giggles and smiles
Rummages through her backpack purse
Fearless of heights
And finally she finds the Tupperware
With the maki rolls inside
“Darling” she says as she pops a section
into my mouth
“Whatever on earth is wings?”