Shownotes
cream soda
Glamor is a spell. I want to feel glamorous.
Imagine this: being born from Aphrodite’s ocean
pearls. Foamy, iridescent, shimmery, and moody
all over. I bet it’s gorgeous. It's the kind of
feeling when you take the first sip of cream
soda. That kind of confidence is the real beauty.
Honey. I was hand carved by the gods. You
can’t bring me down.
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I’m filling the next chapter of One Poem Only and would love to include your work. Send me the poem you wrote and want the world to hear. New this round: if you’d like to read your own poem on the podcast, you can. No need for a perfect studio recording—just a clear audio file recorded in a quiet space. If you choose this option, you’ll submit your poem and an audio file of you reading it. Submissions close Thursday, July 30. I’ll respond by August 12. Whether I read your poem or you read it yourself, I’d love to hear what you’re ready to share.
