*It’s National Poetry month!!!

The goal is to write a poem a day, no matter how crappy.*

One unread email.

Of course he replied. Skip and go to the next.

One unread email.

Resist the urge to throw into the trash. You can check it when you’re less wound up.

One unread email.

Don’t open it.

One unread email.

It’s surely a power move. Establish dominance, don’t engage.

One unread email.

Moved to trash.

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