... actually, I am. I won a poetry contest in 6th grade and the prize was being published in a poetry magazine (something like Highlights for Kids or something). The poem was about E. coli ... which was, at the time, the new apocalypse bug, and much more of a specter than it is today.
In my search for material, I found a virus that specifically preys on E. coli and devours it. My poem was about cycles - night and day, life and death, human and bacteria and virus and human. It won first place, but I never got the complimentary copy of the magazine they were supposed to send me.
