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THE SOUL MUST SPEAK, AND LONGS TO BE HEARD

THE FIRST AND FINEST REJECTION

My first rejection was from The New Yorker, when I was fourteen. I sent them a poem, that had something to do with a storm and the exhileration thereof. After some time, they sent back a heavy, cream-colored half-sheet with a black logo across the top: the Manhattan skyline, and a gentleman with top  Read More 
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