The law, whereby we hate / our hatred

June 5, 2007 Bull City Press, Poetry No Comments

Just finished printing the new Inch, but man, it’s gonna take some time to get them folded, cut, and stapled. Bill’s expecting a baby any minute now, so I will probably be flying solo on getting the issue out.

Ladybug is in the other room poking through WWC worksheets. So far, we agree on some of the poems that rocked it out.

Microfic archived to offline environs!

Today’s first line stolen from Howard Nemerov.