Today we sit in the dark,
thigh to thigh. Popcorn butters us
with its ubiquitous embrace.
Will today bring intrigue in Russia,
gondolas in Venice gliding under
the Bridge of Sighs, or planets
crashing in space?
–exerpt from A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Journal.