by strangedayonplanetearth
Dispatches from an underpaid editor, eating cold chicken and whipped cream at 3 a.m.
Regretting typo in email. Staring moodily at the Yule tree, which seems to have come from a kinder planet. Reconsidering use of word “amiable.” Trying to send loving kindness to my manager, and failing.
A Haiku
Content editor
eats chicken at 3 a.m.,
crying at typo.