Hi, my name is Donna.

This is my first marathon. Not just poetry, I mean, I think it is my first marathon of any type. We may have had a fund-raising dance marathon in high school, but if I remember right, everyone just signed up for one hour. So it was like a team effort. Not like stay-awake-all-night-crafting-something-sensible sort of thing.

I’m thinking:

In the darkest hours / When the brain is surely fried / Can one write haiku?