I am officially Chicago's Worst Poet

taken from Oprah's Twitter.

In honor of Bad Poetry Day, the fabulous Amy Guth of Chicago Subtext, held a contest to determine who Chicago's worst poets were. Contestants had to choose from a list of random words and create the most horrific poem they could think up. My list involved the following words: insinuate, skip, tweet, deactivate, fluttering, leap, bites, sleeping, run, thinking - which, of course, immediately made me think of Oprah.

I am filled with awe and disdain for myself since I was chosen as one of the winners of this contest. It looks like my degree in Creative Writing finally paid off. You're welcome, Mom and Dad!