Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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The Tears

You died on a Monday evening. The Weather Channel says it was raining and windy but I don’t remember that. What I do remember is the phone call in the wee hours of the morning.   The three-hour drive to the airport. The Delta employees being too kind too helpful, (there must be a secret code on one’s ticket for “Her mom is dying.”) The long wait for the rental […]

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