I have been spun into a whirlwind this month, and in September, I will be able to get back on the creativity horse (nay!) and ride straight into creativity town. I will walk into the creativity saloon, and I will challenge the best poem to a showdown at dawn. The whole town will be like ‘damn!' And then I won’t kill it; I will capture it like I am some …
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