I wrote you a letter and postmarked it from London scribbling your address in the States across pretty stationary and inside I said our...

Do not ask me these questions you do not understand Besides so they plunge and grind in the marrow Why my flowers did not bloom last...

I am scared to marry you. I do not want to forget passion— black ink on clean sheets pencil markings in the margins next to texts. Mama...

“Kick with your laces!” I always thought that was funny. Those pieces of woven thread have no power over that ball. I gave them credit...