Summer’s Lease

The honeyed buzz of locusts

wrings desire from the night’s

dark wanting. Cradled

in summer, too hot to sleep,

they enter the rubbing of wings.

–excerpt from “Summer’s Lease” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Cairn and Briar Cliff Review.

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