By Michael Ian
Published: May 12, 2013.
Today, I am falling from an airplane. Small, translucent clouds of hazy white float above the brown terrain below, their shadows roving abjectly over the captive earth like dark, careless sharks. The fall had begun with a wholly unnatural leap from a perfectly intact aircraft, the skydiving instructor beckoning me forward with a hard, abrupt shove to my lower back as I instinctively . . .