When I first submitted "Embracing Your Inner Shit Pile" at Foundling Review, it was simply the word "shit" repeated 500 times.
But the editors saw something of value through this very literal shit pile, and asked that I wipe away a few of these shits to see what would happen.
I thank them for playing with my shit. I thank them for allowing me to play with my shit.
Happy week, y'all.