Two poems just picked up by Salt Hill. Woohoo!
One is "The Flyers," which was written at the Hampton Inn in Bowling Green, Ohio, post Winter Wheat lit festival. Maybe I should stay (alone) in hotels more often.
I love it when poems get taken the first time I send them into the world. Lately I've been revising sooner and sending new things out sooner, rather than letting them hang around the house. Hoping to have more newbies this summer.