Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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time machine

when I boarded a Pan Am 707 in Dakar Senegal forty years ago leaving Africa for America not knowing I would never return I entered a time machine filled with more people than my village I found myself among forgotten comforts air conditioning fresh water clean toilets where I could sit instead of squat   the quiet and scents of my village returned when I opened the sack lunch friends […]

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