Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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The Opposite of Nostalgia

the waiter at the mexican restaurant insists he gave me a ride yesterday but i wasn’t at the side of any road he looks again laughs apologizes i say they tell me i look a lot like other people but don’t ever see them i ask him where i was going and learn my car broke down as i was headed out of town i laugh i guess we’re both […]

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