I have submitted words for decades,

back in the 80’s it was with stamps

and typewritten. In the 90’s it

was the self-addressed stamped envelopes.

I gave up in the 2000’s too busy

having children to write anything down

except lists upon lists and breast-feeding

in my sleep. So I probably woke up in 2010

sometime after my second novel, between

getting cheated out of my royalties

to producing poems on smoky notepads

and wine stained lips. I submit my words

and feel the rejection tickle my psyche

with I toldyayousuck and all those

self-doubts in editors words polished

up as this is not what we are looking for

at the moment. I gave up on submissions,

then when I did,

I was sought after,

published a poem here, there, in some

obscure website, and still

nothing can burn up rejection letters

not even a fire itself. Ingrained in

the memory, so why would I want to

start over, create an account,

and submit poetry

for the tone of my poems

are never what university professors are

searching for. They want so-and-so to

change the world, pick the star themselves

the one with the perfect amount of short stories

under their belt,

five or less published poems,

in a master’s program studying under the writer

in residence of the year. These are the acceptable ones.

I learned that so long ago

so do not send me any more emails

on how to submit.

Submissions are closed.


23 thoughts on “Submissions

  1. They haven’t written a rejection letter yet that could refuse what power you have in your words. I’m new to trying to hand my words to people who haven’t come looking for them. I could write some grandeous post here about how your words affect my heart. How much I love them and what they mean to you. But you already know I revere you with the respect due The Mighty Athena, herself. Your words are your acropolis…and each time I look for them I find the Parthenon.
    You’re a Laureate, with me, always, Christina. ❤

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    1. I will screenshot this and read it when I feel down on myself. You lift my spirits Eric. Thank you for being here and reading me. I feel honored.
      Much respect,
      my Greek ancestors say hello by the way.
      Chrissy x

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    1. I never submitted to agents. Just publishing houses until after all the rejections, I was accepted to publish my book. Poetry is another animal. That I am self-publishing. Thank you so much Andrew, you are way too kind. Xx

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  2. The “this is not what we are looking for at the moment” is the most maddening response because most of the time, I often tailor a piece so that it would be EXACTLY what they are looking for. Still, the worst response is no response. I can so relate to the endless lists of motherhood. I actually have to write down activities I want to do with my daughter, or I will forget.

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