Turbulence

. . . I should have

cleaned out the basement. After thirty-odd years,

will we have the unexpected privilege

of going down together? And who

will feed the cat?

–excerpt from “Turbulence” in Hanging Like Hope on the Equinox by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective, Chicago, 2013).Published in Southern California Review and Ambit.

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