Monday, November 12, 2007

Well, Would You Look At That

Some of you may recall a little poem I put together for The Squeaker’s animosity towards sleep called, “The Sleepfighter”.

CroutonBoy commented that future high school freshmen might be required to recite said poem in English class; the distant future, I’m sure. And as an odd happenstance, I received an invitation to submit poem or prose to an online literary journal.

The truth of the matter is that poetry isn’t my forte (no comments from the peanut gallery, thanks). In the 4.5 years (over the course of 18 years) it took me to get a BA in Creative Writing, I took exactly one poetry class.

That’s not to say I don’t appreciate poetry. I do, really. But I prefer the drug-addled poetry stories of Coleridge over more pedestrian love-esque fair in iambic pentameter.

Long story short, they liked it enough to publish it. No one was more surprised than me.

Check it out at the Wazee Journal.