Herself in Love

Marianne Wiggins

Here’s what women say, they say: ‘I loved him for his way with words, I loved the skin around his eyes.’ They subdivide their men, they apportion to them grassy knolls on which to loll, they make swamp bogs (the things they cannot love) and bottomlands (the areas with margin for improvement). …

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