Flying on soaring wings. Art by Christa Occhiogrosso

by Kisha Montgomery

I was walking down the street one day when I decided that it was time for my life to take off. I looked down and found my arms slowly flapping up and down. A homeless man saw me and began to sing, “Fly like an eagle.”
I began to laugh and flap my arms faster. He began to flap his arms and sang louder and louder until I was so far from him that he had to shout, “That’s right, baby … that’s right … fly.”