No Poem Today Friendos (Open Thread)

I am just drained. Splitting kids and a job and a goddamn poetry newsletter is a big lift, gang. You know how when you’re playing Zelda and the monsters get you down to one heart of health and the game makes that beeping sound to warn you that you’re about to lose and it doesn’t let up until you’re healed? My soul is making that sound this morning.

So, let’s do an open thread. Talk to each other. Talk to me. Ask me anything. New poem will drop, I dunno, some time this week? Send potions.