Suppose I say summer,
write the word "hummingbird,"
put it in an envelope,
take it down the hill
to the box. When you open
my letter you will recall
those days and how much,
just how much, I love you.
-CarverSometimes when we were kissing I used to think that covering each other's mouths with our own would make us breathe at the same time, and for
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