Bright lipstick fools them
into thinking I’m well. No
“How do you feel?”
You look great
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Bright lipstick fools them
into thinking I’m well. No
“How do you feel?”
Magician’s magic
weather trick. One degree – rain
turns to ice. School closed.
See democracy
happen. It happens if you
exercise your right.
“Can’t I vote for a
Democrat?” Republican
guy asked. “Mine all suck.”
My civic duty
called. Yesterday, I answered.
Pat, Ossie, Art helped.
Snow releases its
grip as small drops melt merge run
in noisy trickles.
She spoke of McCain’s
volatile temper, verbal
abuse. My mind changed.
I go into the
booth knowing the past, making
the future my choice.
Super Tuesday looms.
GOP, Dems cast votes. Dub
ya – ya won’t be missed.
Her face fronted a
movement, a magazine. My
mind’s jaw drops in awe.