no-fly flying
The plovers, so fast and going nowhere. The seagulls so still, yet they're flying. The voladores, tethered, falling slowly, no-fly flying. The tourists watching the upside down rappelling men risk their lives to perform this ancient ritual, we all flew here in a box with wings and propellers.











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