"I said send me ANYTHING!" screams an angry tiger, followed by a few recommendations: letters, photos, secrets, and meat. Oh boy. What is this tiger going to do with all the stuff it gets? Maybe he's gonna have a tiger art show? Or a tiger yard sale? Or put up a tiger blog? I hope he gets meat and not just bad poetry. You can't barbecue poetry. CORIANTON HALE

Send "ANYTHING!" to
P. O. Box 20043
Seattle, WA 98102