Liz describes the class reunion.
Every year, school chums
gather like blackbirds in a tree,
singing for just one day
in a far corner of England.
The rest of the year, their faces
float like star dancers
among geraniums and folded socks . . .
–excerpt from “The Girls of St. Hilda’s” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective/Purple Flag, 2015). First published in After Hours.