I'm not going to repost previous titles, but here are the final three poem titles to round out my crazy April.
28. His Mouth
29. Acrostic: Field
30. Halfway Up Chimney Rock
I'm already busy "not writing" this month. Sent out some submission packets to journals and presses, but mostly busying myself with yardwork. And more yardwork. Ad nauseum.
I bet if I looked back at my first postings for May last year, they'd say the same thing. I'm a creature of cycles.