Flarf

Dear Ruth Lilly,

I feel like my heart is broken. I am so disappointed in Dan Hoy. He
seems to have turned out to be a self-centered hard ass, who thinks the
world owes him something. He isn't lazy, but he seems to be mean. He
has no trouble writing letters to tell me what a bad poet I am, but
won't take the time to remember my birthday, or acknowledge the box I
sent with the money in it, or that I sent his birth certificate. The
way he describes the Flarf Collective infuriates me. They have opened
their home, their hearts, shared their hard earned wordly goods with
him as well as their poems, but he feels entitled to find fault with
them at every turn. Then he tells me he does bible study!! My heart is
just plain broken. And I ate Chips Ahoy to feel better!! How stupid.

Signed,

Vomitting My Own Feathers in Iowa