My poem "Volta do Mar" has been accepted by Not One of Us. As the title suggests, it is a sea-poem, and it fell very suddenly out of my head in late October while I was trying to do something completely different.
I have had this same headache for three days now and it has most definitely worn out its welcome, but we had a nice Thanksgiving with my parents and a phone call from my brother and texts from![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rushthatspeaks and a Zoom call with my godchild, after which we returned home to share our bounty of turkey with appreciative (read: voracious) little cats. My mother took a picture as we prepared to leave. I think we look like a Tarot card in time of plague.
I have had this same headache for three days now and it has most definitely worn out its welcome, but we had a nice Thanksgiving with my parents and a phone call from my brother and texts from
rushthatspeaks and a Zoom call with my godchild, after which we returned home to share our bounty of turkey with appreciative (read: voracious) little cats. My mother took a picture as we prepared to leave. I think we look like a Tarot card in time of plague.
