I stopped writing poetry almost as soon as I graduated, because I didn’t have the confidence to get rejected from publications. I went on to teach ESL for six years, and the only reason I got back to my words is because I started painting. I’ve been rejected more times than I can count. From journals, festivals, retreats. I’ve sent a million unanswered emails, but every once in a while I get that response that blossoms into a beautiful partnership. I may not have successfully moved to Asheville