It really is spring, I just don’t like to acknowledge the 50-degrees and cloudy aspect of the season that is supposed to be warm, sunny, and full of (other people’s) short skirts and flowers.
I really needed to see these goofy photos of dogs falling asleep anywhere. Yet another collection of someone else’s dogs, really? Yes. Really. It’s been a complicated week.
It turns out the Missouri Review doesn’t mind that I send them poems
every day every few months.
Why grade papers when you can answer emails? Why grade papers when you can check facebook? Why grade papers when you can read the poetry book you bought yesterday at your husband’s reading? Why grade papers when you can drop hints about your activities on your blog?
I’m gonna go grade papers. What are you going to do?