We’re proud to introduce Goddess on the Subway, our resident poet’s latest project. I’ll let Ms. Coen introduce it herself.
Dear Editing Slave,
I stumbled upon a Books on the Subway novel on my way to a fundraiser for writers with single-parent trust funds. The book was not mine, which I found insulting. So I corrected it myself.
I’ve brought my message to the people. Poets, like wytches, have been violently suppressed by general indifference for too long. Every moment a potential worshipper spends away from verse is a village healer burned. So while this might look like self-promotion, I’m really saving lives.
I’ve already spread copies of I Drew Your Soul throughout the city’s dying trains. It’s too late to stop me.
Sincerely,
The Goddess
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I’m concerned. For now, enjoy another sampling of Ruby’s work.