We were amused for a while by two book length mss. of poetry involving vampires, sent by a dark soul currently biding his time as a grocery clerk at Meijer, and by some unfortunate forced rhymes accompanied by illustrations. For example, a drawing of an Eagle Talon (the car, not the bird's foot) to accompany a rhyming poem about her lingering memory of her now-passed husband.
I have half a mind to be horribly cruel to these people for two reasons:
1. They obviously don't read the guidelines or look at past issues and are blindly submitting to publications in hopes that, if you throw enough shit at a wall, some of it will stick.
2. I want to discourage them from sending more material so that we can focus our energies on material that actually meets the criteria of our editorial policy.
I probably won't, though. Making enemies is a bad idea, even if they are harmless and far away.