Poem
Volere
by Kate Middleton •
for Susan
Between non capisco and dimentico
we learn to speak a little: our history
always taking place in the present tense.
Between mistranslations
you’re still not sure he meant it.
‘I mean it,’
he said. ‘I want to work in Canada.
I have a nice face – why won’t you marry me?’
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