I had to look the word up. It was new to me. But I have a friend, a former co-worker, text me that she keeps expecting to see my name on a book at the bookstore or airport, and I know it's a compliment but it's so far removed from where I am and what is possible for me after all the decisions I've made, it makes me feel very bad. There's absolutely no story inside me for commercial publication. Or poem either, for that matter.
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