Déjà vu: A Poem

Friday, August 11, 2017

Write a first draft. Edit. Trash parts. Write a second draft. Edit. Eat cookie dough and cry. Write a third draft. Edit. Edit some more. Cry some more. I hate this. I suck at being a writer. Maybe I should be a plumber. This shit sucks. Whatever. Sends to editor. Drinks away the pain. Editor sends letter. He likes! Really? Oh. Makes some adjustments. I mean, I guess this isn’t…

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