This afternoon's mail brought my contributor's copy of Not One of Us #65, containing my poem "The Bargain." It is my first publication of the new year; it is an underworld poem with pomegranates and time and it is splendidly surrounded by the fiction and poetry of Alexandra Seidel, Steve Toase, Gwynne Garfinkle, Francesca Forrest, and Finn Clarke among others in an especially strong winter-themed issue. May it buy what it was written to.
spatch spent a heroic number of hours on the phone with bureaucracy this morning and afternoon, so we have ordered in dinner, dammit.
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- 1: I specialize in opera myself
- 2: Can't I take my own binoculars out?
- 3: And those who can remember when the night sky was a tapestry
- 4: Plates will shift and the earth will groan
- 5: Look into that smoldering building's bombed-out fog until it finally lifts
- 6: Probably not going to leave the slightest trace in the wake when it's my turn
- 7: Distant as a dream of the cradle on this lonesome beach
- 8: It's only eight, right?
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