Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.


I’ve little to say to you;
     I’m still finding new places
     to hide.

You lurk in the middle
of the room,


to your harm, and I find myself
in the shadows,


     you do not see me.

Our roles seem reversed
to anyone who does not know
to be afraid
of what has become

                    your way.
Rachel Nix is a native of Northwest Alabama. She likes coffee in the morning and bourbon at night, but rarely knows what time it is otherwise. Her work has been published in Spillway, The Summerset Review, and Bop Dead City. Rachel is the poetry editor at cahoodaloodaling; more of her poetry can be found at:

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  1. Dependent | Rachel Nix

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