Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Snow Children

Huddled amid December snowflakes, breathe—wisps of steam shorn from our lips. We stand like two life-fused snowmen barred from the warmed rooms of a sanctuary that would certainly thaw us entirely. Mother looks on through our window squares the way a day moon glares down from an atmosphere of glass. She’s peeled off her hole-poked night cloak simply to watch us stiffen. Her pair of snow molded children she’d leave […]

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