Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Barred Love, Near 38th Avenue

I liked the place, truth be told, the begonia gardens menaced by Doberman pinschers, mushroom plant slapping your first AM gulp of air with the tang of dung, fir and redwood dust flung far by the chippers and whiny saws of the lumber yard next door. What neighbors transited left and right I hardly cared for, the human transactions not more than a cut and a quibble and a polite […]

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