propeller bits

i don't work tomorrow! yeah!!
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so i got rejected by poetry magazine. a friend told me it probably didn't help that i'd recently made fun of a guy who reviews for the magazine. ha. i'm sure that was not the case. the screener just didn't like the poems i sent. end of story.
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dora malech: let me explain.
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i get goosebumps when a poet i adore says nice things about my poems. thank you, d.a. powell.
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i need to buy a new bracelet for my upcoming reading in the east village. i wave my arms around when i read, and i like to have some bling glittering as i wave my arms like i just don't care.
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omg. i'm going to read with henri cole. still can't get over that. i just hope i don't say something stupid to him.
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there's a shop at union square where i've bought bracelets before. i hope they're still open. and yes, i buy bracelets designed for ladies. so what! guy bracelets are all leather and boring. i'm not into leather and i'm not into boring.
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i've never been kissed in the rain. have you?
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i really wave my arms around when i read. i become a plane propeller.
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