I meant to publish an old poem every other week or so, but just realized it’s been almost two months since I posted the last. Part of the reason is that I spilled water on my laptop, and no longer have easy access to very old poems. But everything back to 2002 is still handy, …
This poem is awful, so don’t bother reading it as if you’ll be able to take something from it — but it marks a key epiphany in my growth as a writer. In 1999, we were all worried about Y2K and I was a freshman in college, still a biochemistry major, still thinking of myself …
I have reams of writing (from back in the day when I wrote regularly), that aren’t published and never will be, but that are still meaningful to me. In some cases they probably could be published if I sent them out, but I don’t care enough to bother, or just don’t want to. In other …