Hey, Mr. Flingdump, the tiny font is not my fault!

Okay, yes, but I've tried to fix it a bizzillion times and it keeps popping up small. I'd have to dump the whole format, I guess, and start from scratch.

Yeah-ha! (or however a whoop sounds phonetically) I just got a poem accepted to Rattle, which has rejected me before, most rapidly and grievously. Due out in June 2005. So that's quite a wait. But that's okay. I'm not holding my breath, much.

I sent out 4 book manuscripts today to contests: the American Poetry Review, Bakeless, Story Line Press and New Rivers Press. I decided on the title, "An Accident Waiting."

Plus: Joy Harjo has a website! http://www.joyharjo.com/news/ I will definitely be visiting that one every day.

Ivy, who is just the kindest, said my latest postcard poem (not posted) was "dark and sulky." My poetry writing group was not so kind. "What the hell is going on in this poem?" "Are they... are they, shooting porn?" And then porn makes me think of pron, and pron naturally leads to prawn, and before I know it, I'm picturing Prawns in Porn and I'm unable to speak.