I am so far behind. I have this pile of envelopes and emails and details to get through, and no matter how far I get, I have so much more to do. This--the aftermath of travels I guess.
I just got an email from a review asking me for a bio note and so forth, but I thought they rejected my work. I don't exactly want to write and say, what poem? Are you sure you have the right poet?
It reminds me of the time a review took a poem with a title I didn't remember ever writing. And the review was one I didn't remember ever sending to . . .
No, I am not going crazy, I assure myself.
Day Into Night
3 hours ago