Dear reader, I’m still here.
My summer is concluding–next Monday is yet another college term, with the happy knowledge that I’m ever SO close to graduating. I keep telling myself that but 2017 is my year.
These past weeks, I’ve been writing less, reading less, which is not how my summer started. But who can write when there’s a summer camp experience to be lived and had? More on that to come.
For now, I want to leave you with scraps of poems I’ve been working on which are available through Prose.com: