Hard Rain

I could do an update, but honestly, you don’t want to see it. I’m not proud of myself, either. Next time, LOOK WHERE YOU ARE WALKING, DOOFUS.

Today I’ve been mentioned on Radio 4 by a poetry hero, and been rejected twice. Frankly, the latter can do one. The former is FAR more fun. I also finished a poem about me having wings.

It’s being submitted to a Journal before I go to bed.