"we found your name across the chapel door
carved in cursive with a table fork
muddy hymnals
and some bootmarks where you'd been..."Such great heights
"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when
we kiss they're perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate that God himself..."The Trapeze Swinger
"Please remember me happily, by the rosebush laughing
with bruises on my chin the time when we counted every
black car passing your house beneath the hill and
up until someone caught us in the kitchen with maps,..."|
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