A few moments ago, I met with a former poetry column editor for the New York Times about one of the poems I wrote for my thesis. Now, I know you have at least three questions:
“Were you nervous?” — Uhhh yes. Yes I was.
“Was the editor cool, at least?” — He was actually really chill. And honest.
“Did you want to pee you…
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