For the past week, I've been unpacking boxes in our new house (circa 1972) and trying to become an official Washingtonian; ie, get my state driver's license, among other things--complicated because my passport is issued in my pre-marriage name, Laura, and our long-absent marriage license cannot be found to prove otherwise--so Vital Records, here I come.
Anyway, it's time to post! The Cutter family hasn't dropped off the side of the earth or morphed into some new dimension, regardless of what you might think.
I have another poem out in a brand new literary journal, Hyperlexia. They post "poetry and prose celebrating the autism spectrum." Take a look.
2 comments:
Hi Laurie!
I hope all your "things" become to normality as soon as possible.
Laurie, your poem is beautiful! I love it's starkness and fragility! I'm so glad to see you published and your talent acknowledged!
Good luck helping the dust settle in your new home!
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