The street awaits footsteps, bicycles, cars,
the vehicles of those who pursue loneliness
in continual transit.
Apartments link arms,
peer over a canal ringed with graffiti,
watch the intrusion of a small boat.
–excerpt from “Bonnie’s Street” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Pennsylvania English and also The Wonderbook of Poetry and shutterverse2.wordpress.com with photography by X Woods.