I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Layoff Day Rejection and Submission

The editors over at Jabberwocky send word they're passing on "Scrimshaw Man." I'm not sure if this is a form letter. If it is a form letter, it's a very nice one. They did say "after much deliberation," so maybe it's not a form. So I'll send a thank you note anyway.

So, where to next, little poem? Time to get out the submission paperwork and see where it should go.

After a quick review, it looks like Coyote Wild hasn't been publishing regularly, although Duotrope says they're still accepting submissions. So I think I'll send it off to Chizine and see how she fairs there.

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