Maura meets your flight in Oslo
buys you chocolate
three norsk magazines
a pewter troll key chain
hooks the key chain to your backpack
to remind you where you’ve been
and what you’re capable of
the pewter is cold
the edges are sharp
remember how i bawled on the flight over?
how you checked on me?
you must’ve thought i was insane
you were insane
that’s how i knew we’d be friends
she has the greatest smile in the northern hemisphere
tusen takk, you say. for everything
the loudspeaker calls your flight
don’t forget about me at college
never! she laughs
in the spirit of the great Patsy Cline
whenever you’ll be thinking ’bout me
that’s when I’ll be thinking ’bout you
you find your window seat
look out at the rainy tarmac
a tidal wave of grief and gratitude
sweeps over you
for these people who opened their hearts
for this country that welcomed you home
the flight attendant begins her speech
you understand
every word