We carved Pumpkins on November first. Running on three hours of sleep we took two small pumpkins off the front steps and took tiny carving saws to them, my knife slipping as I tried to get the angles on the mouth right.
I never got the angles right and wound up making a lopsided rectangle in place of a toothy grin But when we lit our pumpkins and stepped back to look at them she held me to fend off the cold We quietly laughed and I didn't even care about my pumpkin's mouth, just the comfort her arms gave me in the midst of the cold November midnight.
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