Disrespected Poet
I published a book of poems a few years ago. A friend who encouraged me to write the book had me over last night. As we began sipping our drinks I realized I saw a copy of my book. My friend was using it as a coaster on his coffee table! I laughed on the outside but wept on the inside.
I published a book of poems a few years ago. My friend was using it as a coaster on his coffee table! A friend who encouraged me to write the book had me over last night. I laughed on the outside but wept on the inside. As we began sipping our drinks I realized I saw a copy of my book.