Thanks. I'm terribly self-conscious about my poetry in a way I'm not about my prose. It's nice to get a little affirmation.

I took out the stanzas because they had in the proof they sent me, and I looked at both versions and decided I like it as one stanza instead. What do you think?

that first line should have a lowercase i, but quick-edit won't let me.

For future reference, you can foil the quick-edit by starting your line with a dummy tag like t /i .

And that's a nice poem, Kristin. It sets up a really cool image, not so much visual but mental and situational. It's simple and to the point.

Simpler way to fool it is to put a space before the lower case i starting the line.

fixed. thanks

Kristin, that is a truthful poem, and one with power. Thanks for sharing it.

(Also? Coincidentally is misspelled.)

Bev, thanks. I just double-checked, though, and it looks like actually either spelling is considered correct.

Rassenfrassen outdated antiquated dictionary! Mine, I mean.

It was, for want of a better word, Monday. It came upon her with no warning, if you didn't count the utter Sundayness of the day before. Which she didn't. It was Monday in her every gesture - the choice of too-awkward shoes (but they matched the skirt), the loose fastening of her travel mug lid (the coffee wasn't that hot anymore), and the fumbling for the cellphone as she ran down her steps.

She slammed into him much as the day had hit her, unavoidably.

"2C, right? Blue Honda Accord?" The coffee dripped from his face onto a ruined shirt.

Heh. ita has the fateful encounters down.

Kristin, dayum.

Now I want to know what other singer-songwriters have been proposed.

Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, several others. I'm not a Dylan fan, uch, but I've already told him I dibs "When I Paint My masterpiece".

I should probably poke Jay Lake and Mike Brotherton about the clowns anthology. I flat-out forgot about it, after I submitted it. Since I share an agent with Jay Lake, I will proceed with the poking.