Mine will pop up in the back of your mind: Pink. I know you’re never going to find a friendship like the one we had, When the ...

For every stamp I’ve licked and locked on my skin. For every darling I’ve mailed myself to. Rubbing shoulders with birthday cards, tax notices, divorce […] ...

Of punctuation there was little; she used chiefly dashes, and it has been thought better, in printing these letters, as with her poems, to give them the benefit in this respect of the ordinary ...