Ticket, Passport, Money, Map
My parents dropped me
off at the airport at nineteen
to fly to London with a group of strangers.
Ticket: left coat pocket.
The line to check luggage
Passport: right coat pocket.
“Please take off your shoes.
Throw away liquids over X fluid ounces. Put your laptop in a
Money: jeans pocket.
“Ma’am, please step back through
Map: in my carry on,
The T.S.A examined my rosary in detail, swabbing it
with a shiny tool.
They ran my laptop
back through the X-ray machine.
They threw away my bottle of shampoo.
But on the second leg of my flight, when I reached for my map
my fingers slid against cool metal blades,
No one caught it.