On An E-Mail Editor

The editor was correct who told me
'God in Texas' was incomplete
Perhaps she wanted a happy ending.
I gave her what was in me
We did not have a conversation about process theology
and the incompleteness of God
We did not hear the tone of each other's voice
Or how long I was kept on hold before being granted entree
by a secretary.
E-mail as blessing can also hold its curse.

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