Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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A phase she went through

You write to say you’re happy now, better since you ditched smoking and took up Pilates. You and the Yank – the one with the huge inheritance – have produced a son called Josh.   You take fortnights in the Maldives. You never think of that weekend in Whitby, and have thrown out that photo of us in ripped fishnets, dancing uncontrollably to the only cheerful record by The Cure. […]

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