Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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In this one, I imagine myself as a

tiny thing, stitched to a map. I fold, crease. Fold, crease. Fold, crease, Kansas. No more borrowing.     M. Mack is the author of three forthcoming collections including the chapbook Imaginary Kansas (dancing girl press, 2015). Mack writes, teaches, and sews in Virginia where ze co-edits Gazing Grain Press. Find hir at mxmack.com.    

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