it's a kind note
you receive, open and unfold
beneath the desk lamp.
your poem has not been selected
as a finalist,
we're sorry, but please try
again. next year there will
be new judges who
might deem you worthy, as
opposed to the ones we
have now, who have thrown
you to the curb.
fret not my poetic friend,
keep at it and one day,
maybe you too will be allowed
in this unreadable magazine,
join us in a class,
in a reading, or send a donation
or two. let's get to know
you and then, maybe then
we'll let you in.
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