Jane Sprague

inflammatory essays

dear editor,

here is my pome. read it and publish it in your journal which I do not read and cant afford to read but I need to get my poems in print and I would read mine if you printed it. in your journal

dear editor,

I loved the anonymous rejection letter when you know me by e-mail by name. loved that. thanks. hope it didn't put you out any paper any ink.

love,
jane

dear editor,

here is my poem. I think your journal sucks but I am sending you my poem anyway.

thanks
jane

dear editor,
here is my poem print it or die

dear editor
here is some anthrax. oh, sorry, I mean, that's the title of my poem. ha!

allthebest
jane

dear editor

here is a sample of my work. I call it poems. call it what you wish. I like your journal. I'd like it even more if I was in it.

jane

dear editor,

read me and weep.

dear editor,

I'm sending you love and a poem. no one else wants either, but I thought you might.

dear editor,

love and love and maybe a slight bit of menace.
here's a sonnet for your unkind and wisecracking editorial non-consideration.

paz,
jane

dear editor,
here is some of my blood.
print it.
jane

dear editor,
PS: I am hep C neg.
love,
jane

dear editor,

send me one of YOUR pomes, why doncha?
jane

dear editor,

here is money. print me.

jane

dear editor.

here is a picture of me.

do you like the poem written on my inner thigh?

loveslut

dear editor,

my doctor says I have to stop sending you poems. here is a collection of titles to poems.

dear editor,

now I'm writing lyric essays. here ya go-

love,

jane

dear anonymous unnamed editor,

what's the price of heroin in shanghai? one of my poems!
ha!
jane

dear editor,

I'm just writing to say, hi, hello, how are you? haven't heard from you in forever, how's your health?

Jane

dear editor,

when you finish reading this letter it will unfurl into thousands of shards of invisible glass eisinglass, smoke, mission impossible acrid scented secret PUBLISH MY FUCKING POEM screams. That will start happening right about... now-

love!
jane

Dear E.,

Just sending love this time. Namaste, man.

Jane

Dear E.,

Fuck it, I'm switching to fiction.

Love,
Jane
PS: How ARE you????
Doublelove, Jane

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