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Tongueless

by Donna Pucciani

we are without pages,
pens dropping from our hands

stars rise on our poverty
the moon sheds light on our infirmities Continue reading

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Digging Out the Daisies

by Donna Pucciani

A neighbor offers daisies
from her monstrous clump
that grabs light with fingers
full of sun, edging out
lesser neighbors. Continue reading

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