Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Chase

He speaks Spanish in the car seat behind me; this five year-old child— my new son— surprises me with Lunes   when asked the day of the week. I failed Spanish in tenth grade, spent the summer months in school, escuela.   Grandma read to me in Spanish, this boy born with blond hair— white skin— tales about foxes and grapes, pebbles and water, agua.   Mom never taught us […]

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