Statue of Air Force pilot at Battle of Britain memorial in Capel le Ferne in the UK
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction July 27, 2015
I like sitting here. Quiet. Idyllic.
Not like the roar of a plane’s engine, rat-tat-tat of machine guns. Comrades exploding as their planes disintegrate.
Not watching the machine gun turret blast into a thousand bloody pieces
No fear of parachuting landing behind enemy lines. Cords not caught in upper branches of spikey fir trees.
No spiraling out of control as the earth rushes up to crush you.
Now I sit watching the skies. A motionless monument to the frantic deaths of so many.