too late, talking to myself.

[magicicada]

another random and possibly salvageable poem. it does seem like a regular writing time is helpful. if only it weren't when i'm already dead tired. oh well. i have my venice poem to send off to the canadians and i should resend "all us mammals", but i'm willing to take a little bit of time to get it sent off to a good home. in not so good news, the ezine that accepted one of my poems appears to have gone dormant, grrr. i've written the editor a friendly little note asking when the next issue will be coming out. i'll need to get the rights reverted back to me and resend it if the site doesn't update soon.