I sure hope so, as I expect admissions packets will drive me about as nutty as submissions have already done over the past three years and ever-increasing volumes of cover letters that I've sent out.

Nutty? What do I mean, you wonder? Today I sent off a submission to a lit mag that said, "Tell us a little about your poems, and you, in your cover letter."

So I said: "As for me, I confess I can confess nothing without breaching my lawyer/client confidentiality privilege. But I assure you, poems are not considered admissable as evidence in court, nor can they be used as proof of premediation or motive. The nonfiction genre is a sub-category, of course, of prose and prose only. Categorically speaking, poetry does not allow for or acknowledge 'facts' or 'truth.' Case law has established a firm precendent for the dismissal of poetry as inconstant, unrealiable, and basically unintelligible. Since there is no evidence, there cannot have been any crime. I am confident the charges will be thrown out with contempt by any reasonable judge, and luckily, the unreasonable ones are especially anti-verse. One claims that iambic pentameter causes her to break out in hives. That's all I'm at liberty to say at the moment, but my legal team and I are confident in a favorable outcome."

LOLOL like what even

Except it's kind of like, I have to do something slightly interesting to keep myself from just sucking all the ink out of a printer cartidge and throwing shredded poems in the air like confetti and calling every editor who's rejected me ever on their home line to cry. (Or just to keep myself going.)