Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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1. She dreams of dreams— O, my chinchilla, my arabesque, my otherworldly worldly, my bud blossom blossom bud, O.   2. She is the window staring back.  Sometimes, she sees constellations; the stars don’t come out.  Nor does she, until coming home.   3. Instead, bacon grease flecks her wrist.  Her watch smudges. No one hears her blink, nor flinch.   4. I pinch her thoughts, making sure she’s asleep.  […]

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