Memories of warm summer nights catching fireflies and watching for shooting stars.

Precarious, life is.
A flying leap.

A lucky catch
in this whirling
juggling circus act.

A sweep of hand.
A star flung across
the night.

From Steam Drills, Treadmills, and Shooting Stars by Rivera Sun
Used with permission of the author.

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