Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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At the Bus Stop

Saturday, minutes before 10am on my way back from moving laundry to the dryer marijuana awakens me to my surroundings before I turn the corner where an older gentleman wearing tinted sunglasses even though it’s overcast is fast finishing the remains of a joint while numerous passengers exit the 65 bus and I double-take wondering what kind of kid he used to be & what kind still dwells within   […]

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