On the Road to Success
 
Oh Hercules, oh Adonis,
where are those editors who will publish me?
Come ye furies and do your wild dance.
I will crouch on the other side with a net.
Teach me, Aphrodite, the ‘Words of Love.’
Sherrie, mi amore, my little bobbledee head…
How I long for your hot breath
and black ink gesticulations--
“Yes, we will publish you NOW!”
I widen my chances and pray to all the Gods.
Hades is my favorite, for he is the only one to assure me
eventually I will be in the same room…

© Coleen T. Houlihan