Erik Seckar published an essay of mine in his publication BOURBON PENN. While I'd rather talk about his lovely wife Jenny, I promised that I would grow the pirate Erik sent me with the magazine copies. He also sent me some pirate tattoos, which I put on my tongue. Turns out they were not edible in the least. Anyhow, here's the sequence of events. The pirate did grow, and I don't know what to feed him.