I am pleased to learn my poem, “Pray with Bones,” will be published in High Shelf Press, online and in print on October 15th. I work shopped this poem in a class this summer, and must thank my colleagues there.
I’ve always liked this poem, but could not find a home for it for a long time. It is weird–but I admit to liking it. Grief and elephants–how could I not like my own poem?
In a fit of gloominess, I was just about the withdraw ALL my submissions everywhere–to match my mood.
Glad I didn’t. And once again, I hid grief in a poem.
Thanks for reading.