Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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The County Fair

My father traveled to the far solitudes. My father ate religion. My father was a monkey riding show ponies.   He’d come home years later. He had a jezebel at every gas station. He had a fist like a bus.   Often mother would leave out cookies and cream. She’d bundle us under her apron. She exhausted her plenitudes and riches.   O daddy-o, like an imaginary friend. Like a […]

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