. . . I am the profound humidity,
you the darkened sky. Together we
will provoke the purpleclouds
to flash gold, a momentary
epigram for us.
We discuss this over coffee.
I watch the physic of your breath,
the geography of your face . . .
–excerpt from “Mortality” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Home Planet News.