The Acceptance Letter

the handwriting on the letter size
envelope was definitely European, but it didn’t
look like my cousin’s writing.
it was addressed to Geneviève; inside
the envelope was a tiny note, a half
sheet, with a short note telling me
Waiting for the Bus would be published
in the next issue, expected publication
in a month or two.
he seemed to like The Final Square better
but too many of his readers are on
their final square and he didn’t want to
remind them, so I was sorry I had renamed
that poem and reminded it’s always
good to know your
audience.