Turquoise tells its own story:
a guitarist strumming the ancient song
of the silver ring that belonged to his grandfather,
of a red flower in the braided hair of a woman,
of the hoops of blue moonlight dangling from her ears
guarding the secrets of Saguaro.
–excerpt from “II. Turquoise,” in “First Time in Tuscon” from Jumping Off the Train by Donna Pucciani (Blue Forge Press 2007). First published in River Oak Review.