Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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Working on Moving On

I’m sure to wear my pantyhose, the nude, sensible kind—snag free, professional, and I smooth my skirt down. You won’t find me now with my knees and their knobby faces, their shamey pink flesh. I burned myself to a magenta flush my first ironing job, the whole 3-jointed siding of one finger puckered up, then off. Like a bloom. Or a kiss. I’ve got it down pat: pleats, darts, cuffs […]

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