Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Baby, I

When I find handwritten notes, lists, I’m convinced they’ve been written for me to take to the grocery store   or remind me of neglected chores. Once, I even bought applesauce: the only listed item not checked off   on a mustarded McDonald’s napkin. I’m waiting for anything to happen when I see the paper at my feet,   a torn page of lined notebook sheet with only two scribbled […]

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Heartside Sectional Report

Sweetie turns up behind Stella’s Lounge, just when you, the Not-Broke Patron slide out the Ionia exit. She spins the Wheel of Sob Stories. You get the flash fiction you get, the lack of a drawn expression. You are offered Lack. You end up lighter one George Washington, a cheap bribe for a twitching conscience regaled by fables of deconstruction. Or hold back the handout, drop that simple, solid   — […]

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