A Fine Snow

…Like past sins or wounded love,

tiny crystals shatter the night

when least expected….

–Excerpt from “A Fine Snow” in Hanging Like Hope on the Equinox by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective, 2013). First published in Pinyon Poetry.

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