Bioengineer a Better Lock

I wrote this poem years ago, and submitted it to a science fiction magazine. The editor wrote me back — the first time I’d ever gotten actual feedback from a professional! He said “Cute, and I’m almost tempted to buy it.”

That carried me for the next several years. Thanks, random editor from all those years ago!

Ode to Emiline

Our bioengineering labs grew food that gave you smarts.

But Emiline, you ate too much, escaped, and broke our hearts.

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