Rock On, Little One

Had to beat my head against the cliff once before scaling escarp. Submitting poetry to this Twitter-zine is the quirkiest experience I’ve had yet in the literary world. Not only do you submit via direct message (Twitter’s version of text-messaging), but you get the editorial decision via direct message. Handling rewrite requests that way is a trip!

At the moment, you may read my prose poem on escarp’s home page. But I’ll update the link once I’m indexed in their writer’s archive. It’s a short, sweet tweet. A real treat!

(OK, someone slap me now.)



4 thoughts on “Rock On, Little One

  1. Only with pillows and pies, my friend. Don’t want to damage those fiery neurons of yours;-)

    Twitterary. ๐Ÿ™‚

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