Again, the suitcases brimming
with underwear, electronics,
and the currency of strangers.
After a night over the ocean,
we find other items: toothbrush,
a car for the opposite side of the road.
The years have flown behind us
in the headwinds . . .
–Excerpt from “Travellers” in Hanging Like Hope on the Equinox by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective, Chicago 2013).