From the Archive: The Saturday Rumpus Essay: I Left My Heart in Taos
You might gasp. You might gasp and your heart slips out. You whisper and let red willows drift toward the river.
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...moreBut in that same instant, as she turned, his smile froze.
...moreHow had he seen me upon this initial meeting? How had I seen him?
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...moreIt took all of the world’s beauty for me step forward, once more.
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