Well, I've accomplished all of my New Year's resolutions, how about you?
What follows is a short poem I scribbled about following dreams—penned during a troubling time when I briefly considered giving up pursuit of the writing life. Subsequently it was published in the June 2003 issue of the (now defunct) Smorgasbord poetry journal (an occurrence that was in no way affected by their choice to publish my material, I swear).
This perfectly demonstrates the old adage that, whenever a door closes, you'll feel a faint draft from an open window somewhere far, far, far away from you.
