Only because

. . . Matter rearranges itself,

readying for tomorrow’s storm,

forecast in red. Startled by thunder,

I drink the last electric years

from my cupped hands . . .

–excerpt from “Only because” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Acumen.

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