Back in the ’70s, I submitted poetry to many literary magazines such as The Paris Review and, of course, Poetry, but my favorite of these was The Little Magazine, which I discovered while still in high school. It featured contributions from writers like Tom Disch and Chip Delany, and though it wasn’t a science fiction magazine, it seemed to me that in its sensibilities and DNA, it was.

I never received back anything more than a rejection slip in response to my many submissions, but at least they were always personally signed by one of the editors.

Note who signed this particular form reject.

Wonder whatever happened to that guy?