In keeping with the aura of the arbitrary that I like to foster around here, I’ve decided that every fifth week will be an off-week for my Draft of the Week series, so that I may use that time to revise the poems I’ve written in the previous four weeks.
I’d rather use that time to go to the beach, but sacrifices must be made.
It’s mid-August, now, and once summer’s over, the end of the year is only a stone toss away. I’m trying not to get side-tracked by panic.
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