Some of our hearts are not exactly bleeding for you, Martin. You're closer to the head of the queue than many this month. (And let's face it, Iain Colley is lookin' pretty buff on that dreamy nude beach.) Plus, you evidently were able to get it together to submit a "snakes" poem. I, for one, am so in awe of Emily Dickinson's "narrow fellow in the grass" that I couldn't do anything with that topic. I can only hope that I'll muster the gumption to tackle "cowardice."
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