You represent something to me. So rare. Is it too dumb or trite or feminine to say I love your soul?
Anne Sexton, from ‘A Self-Portrait in Letters’ —W. D. Snodgrass, 11th March 1959
“It’s not a metaphor, this ache.”— Catherine Abbey Hodges, from “Solstice on the Middle Fork,” Tar River Review (vol. 59, no. 2, Spring 2020)
