I am submitting poetry again. I'm not sure what's made me do it. I think I'm craving results-- results of any sort, really. Even rejections would make me happy; I consider rejections a measurement of how much I've tried. And since I have all of this random poetry I've written in the past two years laying around, I thought why not?
Ironically, I'm also thinking about writing a poem that begins with the line "You killed my poetry." Not directed towards anyone in particular, of course. . . ha.
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