After 8 Years of West Chester Poetry Workshops
A truth that's better kept from Mom and Dad:
I've learned more here than as an undergrad.
Dread in the Afternoon
My stomach churns, my mouth is dry as flannel.
At 3 p.m. I'm speaking on a panel.
Bathroom Clues about My Unseen Roommate
She takes her coffee light and rises early.
Her hair is very short and very curly.
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