But not the editor inside
my bashed-up mind.
That editor kills me.
I want a good editor
who loves me
That is all.
(An editor who likes brevity.)
Depression, Failure, Fear, Idealism, Isolation, Love, Poems, Poetry, Safe Places, Take Me To The Hospital
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#1 by pattisj on June 29, 2011 - 11:07 pm
Surely there is one who will fit the bill perfectly. Or send you a bill…
#2 by Carl on June 30, 2011 - 6:33 am
HAHA! Yes. I think the ones who send the bill might be worse than the ones inside but on the opposite end of the scale.
#3 by Carl D'Agostino on June 30, 2011 - 3:23 pm
I need one that publishes cartoons
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