These instruments see unknown parts
of you that you have never seen yourself–
the violin, the left side of your neck,
the crease of double chin, tucked,
hooked under, or the cello’s placement,
propped between knees, thigh-worthy,
to guard intimate space with music.
–excerpt from “Playing Your Part” in To Sip Darjeeling at Dawn by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective 2011). First published in Potomac Review.