I submitted 2 works today

Thanks to my MUSE!

Hunter's Moon to Midwestern Gothic, a magazine it was made for.

Light, Lamp lit, The Visit and Flipped out over Fiji to Rattle a magazine I want to be published in.

Superstition Review is my next mag to submit to.

Oddly enough, I posted my joyous announcement on Twitter (Im also becoming addicted) and no one responded with an 'atta girl' but Superstition posted this:



I like to think they meant it for me.

Believe it or not, Ripley

I am rewriting poems for the E. Dickinson contest. I actually have over 70 poems in various states of undress. I am diligently working for an end of January completion.

My Muse

This won't work

Medusa in San Francisco

Medusa in San Francisco

Ok, I was a little nervous
in the airport, but I looked at her
right in her eyes, and sure
she had her hair up sometimes,
but why would that make any
difference? What I am saying
is that a thousand times I smiled
into her sweet face, at the restaurant
where the owner also took her hands,
in the sleepy park, at pizza—she
even drank some of my soda—in the bath
where I made love to her dirty hair, all that
and the moment of parting, waving
and waving at her, even when her head
disappeared up the escalator and then
her collarbone, hips, knees and perfect feet,
and my heart lost whatever small bits
of stone it ever could have had, and yes
time stopped and now everyone everywhere
looks like they are from out of Vigeland Park,
stone, sure, but smooth and naked and tangled.


WILLIAM WINFIELD WRIGHT

I have no tub. Shower only.

I'm officially a crabby old lady. I complained about kids riding scooters on the second floor. They were loud! **gumming my food**

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Boxed set