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Mad Poet Disease

Sold "Universal Language," a poem that had been languishing helplessly in the bowels of the DNA Publishing Empire before being retrieved unacknowledged, to small press poetry mag Illumen. Now it will see print...seven years after I sold it the first time.

Truly, publishing is a maddening business.

Hot out there. Which is why I'm inside, with a houseful of properly conditioned air. Air conditioned to love me and treat me with respect, not make me pray for death. Or lemonade. Either, really.