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Ancient Wisdom: Art of Healingby Barrie Brewer
The flight from Lima to Cusco was like something out of a horror movie. The wheelchair was a dead giveaway. Our son Goose was so weak we had to wheel...
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The Red KiteMilo found a red kite tangled in the old mango tree behind his house. Its tail was torn, and one wooden stick had snapped. He almost threw it away, but something about its bright color made him carry it insid...
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Ancient Wisdom: Art of Healingby Barrie Brewer
The flight from Lima to Cusco was like something out of a horror movie. The wheelchair was a dead giveaway. Our son Goose was so weak we had to wheel...
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Just Order the Chickenby Tabitha Neaux as told to Max Schweikarth
I didn’t eat anything that day. Hell, I usually never eat before long flights as I have a pretty sensitive stomach. But because I didn’t e...
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Performance Pressureby Emani Leefort
Six thirty a.m. at the Louis Armstrong International Airport. Who books a flight for that early in the morning? Answer: a scholarship foundation. Once...
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Suitcase Adventuresby Vivien Marx
My suitcase is far too plump but it closes and the zipper is strong. Some travelers manage a long trip with two t-shirts, three pieces of underwear, a...
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Tears in the Rainby Grace Campbell
To compensate for the worst summer of my life, my mother sent me to Los Angeles with my older sister. We drove together and then I flew home alone. I...
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God Givenby Claire Mitchell
Most people go through childhood viewing their parents as human adjacent. As a kid I thought my parents never had a human emotion until they drank too...
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The Air of Liminalityby Alyx Marroquin
I’m convinced that airplanes, airports, and everything to do with them exist out of time. They are liminal spaces that hold everything transitor...
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A Pilot's Funeralby Morgan Matteson
Pilots are traditionally buried in their uniforms, cap in hands. This is something I learned preceding my step-grandfather's funeral. He had been...
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A Pylsur off the Planeby Phoebe Swetish
Supposedly, there is a law stating that every word in the Icelandic language must contain at least one acute accent, indicating an elongated or emphas...
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Full Circle Flight Lessonsby Emma J. Voigt
My body is being shaken about, but it’s a perfect day. It has to be. With nothing more than a warm breeze, the cloudless sky is safe. I lo...
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For that Flight Attendant, from the boy with a dead Gameboyby Scott Knoll
This story takes place sometime in the early 90’s, when the internet was still associated with that horrible dial-up sound and when comic books...
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Seeing the Cloudsby Sophia Lyons
It was early in the morning and the sky was still asleep. Generally, I had two to three more hours of sleep. It was so early even the birds were aslee...
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Leaving Fresnoby Gavin Garza
Dad texts me before my flight and asks if the airport brings back memories of Vegas. I lie, and say yes. It’s been ten years since I left the st...
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Fly Like an Eagleby Rossana G. D’Antonio
My plane was screaming down the runway...or was that me screaming. The little Cessna’s wings wavered and bounced slightly as we gained speed. My...
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Planes Over Honoluluby Stephanie R. Pearmain
The first time I boarded a plane to Honolulu, it was a one-way ticket and I cried most of the flight. I’d just turned 15 and while more than onc...
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Flight Crewby Alex Ehrenzeller
Despite my advice, Captain Juanito felt prepared to take a midnight flight. It was dangerous enough just standing in the stockroom. Why my cousin deci...
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The Domino Effectby Suzanne Weerts
I literally missed the train by one croissant from the breakfast buffet stuffed in my purse, one hand heart-directed at my daughter as I went down one...
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Family Flight Pathsby Michelle Goering
Propped up in bed with the 1918 Spanish flu, Lydia Burkholder of Nappanee, Indiana, sighed restlessly. An Amish ten-year-old and my eventual grandmoth...
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Flying Down to Rioby Laura Taylor
The early morning light made long tree shadows below us. I took the card out of the pocket of the seat in front of me. It said we were on a Vickers Vi...
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Mind Your Olivesby Jehan Ramadan
A few years ago I was working at an airline lounge when a mother and her two grown daughters approached me at the front desk. Whoever said good things...
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Terminal C: Ted Stevens International Airportby Victoria Houser
When the plane left Terminal C at Ted Stevens International Airport, it traveled over 18 years of silent longing and hidden assault. As we gradually p...
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Flying Homeby Holly Hein
We flew off into the most spectacular sunset over the front range with the Denver lights spread out in twinkling patterns below. That winter there was...
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Playlist in the Event of a Water Landingby Stewart Sinclair
Whenever I sit down on a plane, I resign myself to death. It’s the only way I can reconcile my fear of flying with the fact that I have had to d...
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The Hudsonby Sheila Sundar
In the winter of 2009, two days before my son was born, I walked my father the four miles from the door of my Brooklyn apartment, across the Manhattan...
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You Never Knowby Melanie J. Mendenhall
My three-year-old wants to fly. Not in an airplane. She’s done that dozens of times, and that’s not at all what she means. She wants to ha...
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Palwaukee 1960by Kathy Doherty
Our family had moved to one of the beckoning Chicago suburbs in the 1960s. Mom took a job in a typing pool at a large oil company nearby and my stepda...
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Mariposaby Milt Montague
We were flying home after spending several enchanting days in San Jose, Costa Rica, a tiny republic just north of the Panama Canal and south of Mexico...
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You Don't Need Tissues for This Oneby Carole Lee
So this isn't going to be some sentimental airplane story that'll make you feel something in your heart and inspire you to put your best foot...
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Sunsets and Blank Slatesby Michaela Brady
My last breath of outside had not yet swept through my lungs before I found myself inside yet again. After wiggling out of the leather-scented headach...
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Hole in Stockingby L. V. Vehaskari
“Quick, Mama. Lift up your foot.” “I can’t,” Mama sputtered. “This seat doesn’t give me any room. What are y...
by Christopher Shipman
At the airport a pregnant mother tries to pick her toddler up by the hair on his head. I wish it were me glaring up at his pissed-off mother’s s...
by Lauren NuDelman
I’ve been in plenty of uncomfortable situations on airplanes before: the requisite overweight passenger suffocating my comfort zone, or the squa...
by Aaron Gilbreath
Sitting on a bench in downtown Portland, Oregon, a man asked for a cigarette. When I handed him one, he lowered himself beside me. He wore jean shorts...
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Airport Asthmaby Miles Stearns
I was young and asleep and dreaming of things which get lost upon waking. It had been a long day in the Mexico City airport. My asthma acted up almost...
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Still Photoby Luanne Castle
The worst part of flying with a newly reconstructed foot is finding the right seat. I cross my fingers that the people on board since the last stop ar...
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In the Airportby Koty Neelis
I rush to my gate only to realize I have an extra 45 minutes to waste. I sit down, fidgeting nervously. Children are screaming. I hear languages I don...
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Exiting Quinhagakby Deborah Elder
“He gets airsick” she chirps, handing over his duffle and walking away. I show him how to work the seatbelt, put him where I can see him,...
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My Mother’s Presence in the Universeby Lucy Corin
Some bored friend of mine had driven me to the airport and we talked about boredom. We felt it but remained skeptical about it defining our generation...
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My Brother the Pilotby Liz Stephens
I don’t think the ink on my brother’s shirt had dried on the day that I flew in a small single-engine plane for the first time. New pilots...
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Permission to Flyby Kurt Mullen
One thing nice about space is it keeps going. &n...
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Planesby Len Kuntz
My daughter is running out of room. Where she’s not pierced, tattoos take birth on all exposed areas—eyelids, and even inside her lower gu...
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Don’t Worry About Me! I’m OK!by Bárbara Dabó
I went to the airport for the first time when I was 13 or 14 years old. I was picking up my sister and her new boyfriend who were coming from England....
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First Flying Experience...by Marta da Silva Carvalho
The best stories of our lives are never truly remembered by us; they are told and retold by proud mothers and grandmothers. This particular memory was...
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Madeira, A Wet Trip!by João Diogo
Clothes? Check! Crucial hygiene products? Check (except the swabs, I always forget to buy them)! Cell phone and mp3 player? Totally check! Annoying an...
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Oh God, They’re Inside!by Diogo Almeida
A few years ago, I went on one of those terrible affairs known as “family vacations” with, well, my family. At the time this included both...
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Free for Flyingby Nicoletta-Laura Dobrescu
In 1998, I flew for the first time when I was a second-year university student. Many people may find it rather late for a first flight, but at the tim...
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Yankees at an Airportby Cara Marino
My aunt needed to get to the airport and my mother happily volunteered her time and that of mine and my younger sister. Our trip should have been unev...
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Field Notes from a New Terminalby Randy Malamud
It’s simulation day at Atlanta’s new Maynard H. Jackson Jr. International Terminal. Fifteen hundred people with nothing better to do have...
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Everything Will Be Fineby Jordan Tyler
We are making a trip from Dallas to Palm Springs for a national powerlifting meet. In the Phoenix airport, our layover stop, we are about to board. I...
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A Birthday Jinxedby Jessie Hodet
Birthdays are always a time for celebration. A couple of years ago my family and I had planned a fabulous cruise down the Mexican Riviera. My husband,...
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In Between Daysby Julian Hanna
Future wife and I were waiting at SFO to catch a post-Christmas flight back to Edinburgh, Scotland, where we lived at the time. It was the second leg...
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Devianceby Joe Bardin
While living in Tel Aviv, I received a call from a girl I’d had a weekend romance with in New York City after college. She invited me to meet he...
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Spellby Laurie Stone
The girl’s navel winks below her halter top, and her dimpled ass swells above her terry shorts. Her perfection forecasts its falling off and is...
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Rest and Relaxationby Candace Mobley
Two weeks earlier I was at this same place with our three children. We each held red, white, and blue balloons tied to dying sunfl...
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Gain A Dayby Tim Lantz
During the second sunrise of November 1, 2010, it occurred to me: Last night I was in a haunted house on the other side of the world. It was the secon...
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A Reason for Flyingby Jeanette Lukowski
On Friday, April 24, 2009, my 15-year-old daughter ran away from home. The next day she was discovered in Chicago, approximately 650 miles from o...
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In-Flight Mistressby Roger Sedarat
After 17 years of marriage, I had a little affair with my wife. Because it happened on an airplane, to this day I find flying especially erotic. On th...
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Flush Away the Fear of Flyingby Scott Saalman
My great-great uncle, Joe Reed, was a wing walker in the 1920s. He also did loop-the-loops, barrel rolls and hung from planes' axles. Uncle Joe wa...
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Airport-Only Statesby Dustin Michael
I. There’s a minor interrogation going on in the front of the plane. The old guy in 1C is laying it on the flight attendant, a tall redhead in h...
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The Taste of Guiltby Alethea Kehas
Each summer when I was a child, my sister and I would fly 3,000 miles across the country to visit a place my mother was trying to forget. We drove fro...
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Profoundly Unpreparedby Mara Huber
I wish I could recall when the utter absurdity of that initial trip revealed itself. I was dropped off at the airport by taxi, not wanting to disturb...
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Returning to the Waterby Marisa Mangani
It’s August and I’ll be fifty in nine days. We’re at the Tampa Airport, checked in and sitting at the bar for a breakfast rum drink...
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Dad Takes Flightby Carla Sarett
My father had not flown for a decade or so—perhaps even longer, certainly long enough so that he had no concept of the nightmarish array of secu...
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Love Fieldby Lillian Swanson-Day
I’m relieved when the guy takes his briefcase off of the seat beside him and looks at me. It’s pretty much the only seat left at my gate,...
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This Is Your Captain Speaking, Mild Turbulence Aheadby Stacy Thowe
The day had finally come. It was my dream trip. After scraping by, cutting back, and eating at home, I still didn’t have enough money for the tr...
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Home and Awayby Elise Gottschalk
Mom tells me that as a toddler I'd look up at a plane in the sky and point and say "Daddy! Daddy!" I don't remember doing this, but...
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An Airport Idyllby Christopher Schaberg
It was warm coming down the concourse even in the late evening. The moon lit up the taxiway around the blinking lights and illuminated the planes. It...
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The Cardby Pam Howard-Jones
I’ve held this birthday card in my hands many times before. We are in early March and the card is ready to embark on its outbound journey to New...
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Negative Spacesby Meagan Simmons
I am on a plane en route to the Virgin Islands with my mother, and my father’s body is undergoing an autopsy, and my senior year is starting wit...
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Mother Tongueby Alex Pruteanu
"I'm not religious," she says. "You know me...live and let live...whatever you believe is okay with me." Her favourite c...
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A Whole New Worldby Josh Highlander
Being a military child usually means lots of travel, from base to base and from assignment to assignment. For me, it meant constantly losing friends,...
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No Rest for the Wearyby Jody Hedstrom
“Ma’am!” The flight attendant barks at me like I’m a stray dog begging for a scrap of food. I let the curtain close beh...
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19Cby Jami Nakamura Lin
We squeeze into our seats, my sister Cori and I. I get there first, so I steal the aisle seat, crushing my pink backpack underneath the seat in front...
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I Wish This Were Fictionby Elynne Chaplik-Aleskow
A few years after the commercial plane crash that killed my grandmother, my university creative writing Professor told me in his critique that I had t...
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Somewhere to the West, Maybe in South Dakotaby Pete Olson
We just sat there for a few seconds, peering into the snow and ice crystals dancing straight at us into the windshield, front-lit by the landing light...
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The Day the Epic Beast Diedby Denis Robillard
I’m thinking to myself, what am I getting myself into here, folks? When was the last time I really got onto a plane? Surely it’s been over...
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Forgivenessby Linda Coburn
My usual modus operandi while waiting for a plane is to find a seat far from the gate and any aisles, away from the eager beavers who jump up the minu...
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Airport Storyby Emily Farranto
I used to pass time at the airport. This was before heightened security when you could go unticketed, luggageless and sit in the airport bar or by the...
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Threat Level Orangeby Kristi DeMeester
It was only my second flight, and I hadn’t yet mastered the grace that inevitably comes to the seasoned traveler. The subtle removal of shoes, t...
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One-Way Ticketby Bobby Smithe
I was twenty-nine, already middle-aged in my mind, and had made my decision. By the time I bought the plane ticket I knew there was no turning back; I...
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On Second Glanceby Beth McKim
In those days it was as if each of us had been given a daunting assignment: observing and reporting all suspicious people and their activities. This w...
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Holding Handsby Kristin Sanders
When I was nineteen and in between my first and second years of college, I took my first and last trip to Las Vegas. I flew with my mom, dad, and sist...
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Airplane Haikusby Josh Lefkowitz
Memorial Day weekend. I'm on my way to North Carolina to visit my bro and his wife and their two kids, my three-year-old niece  ...
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Going Home to Strangersby Ramona Scarborough
I almost missed my connecting flight to Omaha due to a delay at the Portland airport. Quickly seating myself, I noticed a large, swarthy turbaned man...
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Airplanesby Michelle Auerbach
All the planes have been used on someone else. All the overhead bins are full. All the seats have been taken. All the coy mistresses, the fleas...
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Separation Anxietyby Allyson Goldin Loomis
Before I get on an airplane, I prepare to die. My terror cannot be assuaged by anyone’s quoting safety statistics, the laws of physics, or the t...
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Loss and Being Lostby Simeon Hunter
Airports are a special kind of space. Architecturally they may be, like churches and fire stations, iconoclastic, singular, without reference to their...
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Please Turn Off All Cell Phonesby Kerry Cullen
I shove and shuffle inside the hulk of metal. I’m a cross-country college student, so these moments are familiar to me and I’m aware of th...
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