After 41 years, I can finally call myself an award-winnning writer. I won an honorable mention at the North Dakota State Fair, for a poem I wrote about the state. It’s called “Migration.”
I …………………………………………………………….land
…travel…………………………………………… this
………….north……………………………….for
…………………..and……………..affection
………………………..south…my
…………………………………in
.
Yes, some people scoffed when they saw the poem. Some people didn’t get it. But who’s $10 richer for having written it? Who has a festive pink prize ribbon to tape to her wall? That’s right: Me. Award-winning writer.
