Tuesday Poem Special by Dami Ajayi
ON AIRPORTS II
Put them in labelled boxes,
anxieties that pile up at airport terminals
At the waiting area are people, real people,
transit people, fluid people, people’s people.
These boxes belong with them.
The gleaming antiseptic floors kiss shoes,
promiscuous for the touch of soles.
Ditto for the seats that don’t creak
under the weight of the well-travelled obese,
passport & boarding pass in hand.
On Airports II is taken from A Woman’s Body is a Country (Ouida Books, 2017)