While waiting

for the night, we decide

we must leave now

while we can.

New York is sinking.

We go to Pompeii, itself a reminder

that nothing is permanent.

–excerpt from “While waiting” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag Press, 2014). First published in America.

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