Came third in a slam today,
tied with one of my closest
poet friends and colleagues.
(Just as well – embarrassing
if one had beaten the other!)
Also I sold some more books.
A poet I admire told me
I ‘rocked the stage.’ A new fan
said that my poetry was ‘very
moving.’ Came home and poured
a celelbratory glass: organic Shiraz.
My son says, ‘Living your best life.’
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