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What I Learned in Grad School
Sometimes, in grad school, we’d sit around talking about who was publishing what where. This always ended bitterly. Bitter feelings all around. Once, a rival poet (we were all suddenly rivals) confessed he had a secret font. He called it the “Publish Me” font. He claimed that every time he submitted poems in this font, they got accepted. Of course we asked him the name of this font, but he smugly declined to share. 
I Am in Trouble, and Need Assistance
Safety Scissors
What I Learned in Grad School