Going to Paris

One day in the unforgotten future,

I will lie down on my bed alone

and commend my soul to God,

whose existence I have doubted

ever since I can remember.

I will close my eyes and wait for the light. . .

–excerpt from “Going to Paris” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Urthona Magazine.

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