I am on vacation, so not surprisingly working my body more than my brain, but I am thinking about where I might want to submit . . . and I've started a fairly long poem that will fit well in the manuscript that I'm finishing up (tentatively titled The Little Office of the Immaculate Conception and mostly about birthing a second child and watching my first child grow . . . ).
I hope everyone else is having a fine a summer as I am. The moon has been a growing sliver this week--and the days just keep getting better with the waxing.