So I got my copy of Microchondria III and I re-read my story and it is something I am really proud of.  There was a 500-word limit and I think that another 20-30 words would put it where I want it to be.  But it's still pretty damn good.

Can't wait till February of next year when the Harvard Bookstore does it again!

This would never get published but I am quite amused with it

But normally I’m very non-violent

The birds outside my window

chirping away like I’m just

as happy     what right do they

have?  If only the slingshot from

my youth—ping ping ping—they’d 

share in my sorrow

Rejection, rejection, rejection

Current (writing) life story.

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