To gain acceptance to The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, you must prepare a Southern Legitimacy Statement: Here's mine: I’ve lived in Pennsylvania, Maryland and Delaware where people wish to be much more southern than they actually are.
True that, but somehow I ended up feeling a bit like really bland Joe Pesci...
Here are the five poems they published:
“My Girlfriend’s car is officially dead”
“reply to someone who said there’s a lot of not-happy going around”
“This IS Bitchin’”
“Wait-You Can’t Hide It.”
Read up, enjoy and eat your grits!