Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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The madwoman speaks

with her son. He’s as peculiar as she, but he’s unaware. Puffed with delusion, he curses the cop who pulls him over—a peon who makes less than a quarter his salary. And, lately, he harbors strangely fascist ideas. Impressed with his own knowledge, he scoffs at acupuncture, hypnotism, hyperbaric chambers, anything he has not experienced. When the madwoman hears researchers found a link between cell phones and brain cancer, she […]

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