Real flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
A screaming comes across the sky.
Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
Shall I project a world?
Someday she might replace whatever of her had gone away by some prosthetic device, a dress of a certain color, a phrase in a letter, another lover.
Like so many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts--census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.