We learn what we love / when it’s half-sunk

Friends, Poetry No Comments

New poetry worksheets are here! I know where the rest of my evening is going– seeing what my friends have been up to for the last couple of months.

I am waiting on a friend– if she agrees to a month of poems, I’m bringing back the microfic for June. But I need a partner to make it through, and I think Emma’s in Europe. Also: Emma will never do something like that again.