Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Apartment 5D

Trapped in a body that doesn’t feel like home. Trapped in an apartment that doesn’t feel like shelter. The reckoning has already taken place. They’ve cut up their clothes. Bandaged their wounds. Sit quietly, chest heavy. A dose of hormones is packaged within reach, promising to rewire reality. Sculpt their bones, comfort the crying child with more than just a balloon. Comic book pages cover the walls. Nothing’s ever as […]

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