Thursday & Friday's mini drafts

I'm trying, really I am. But this...it hardly even counts.

Day 16

poof


Day 17

poof

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See, I told you. Uninspired. My standards for what counts as a poem have plummeted.

I think I'm still 3 behind.

I'm also massively behind on my seminar papers (as usual). But I'm all caught up on my grading, and I'm done with my homework for Monday, so *hopefully* I'll get somewhere this weekend.

I wish someone would come over and do my dishes.

& my laundry.

And while I'm making wishes, if anyone wants to write me a check for $3000 so I don't have to work this summer, I'd be pretty okay with that, too.