Ran into a fellow poet and publisher yesterday under the strangest of circumstances. I might have walked past them if they hadn't recognized me.
We exchanged pleasantries, and they invited me to submit to their journal again.
I know a lot of local publishers. Most of them don't extend that invite to me in friendly conversation. It doesn't (or shouldn't) mean my work is guaranteed acceptance, but it's always nice when it happens.
Makes me wish I had returned the invite.
In moments like those, I sometimes forget I manage an outlet for poets too.
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