Compiling a packet of everyone's poems for Lyric Encounters tomorrow... It's a bit depressing, as it makes me feel like my work sucks. Which may be true, but it's not a great feeling either way. I feel like my work is rather juvenile, at least in part. Perhaps it is because I wrote the most poetry back in 9th grade, and have never really gotten over that subject matter? Tapping into that angst let the creative juices flow back then, but is it holding me back now?