The Chapbook
I submitted a chapbook;
a competition,
paid my twenty-five dollars
and waited.
All I got was an e-mailed receipt.
I had to go on-line to see –
no mention.
That was years ago
but I now mention it
for most of those unripe words
have now turned to wine
and sometimes they are
good enough to drink.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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