opening some floodgates.

On a warm night last summer, I sat with friends on the back porch, taking swigs out of a bottle of wine. We went around in a circle, sharing a personal goal each. Mine was to publish poetry, and it was agreed that the only way to do it was to push aside inhibitions and open the floodgates. This is an attempt to do so. I'm hoping that this, accompanied by as many submission forms that I can find and a lot of free writing, will get me on my way. My worries make me ask that when you read this, you judge not me but the writing.