Dear Mr. Trump
The Presidency was never what you really wanted. You must know that by now. And you’ll never know what you really want until you sit somewhere quiet, somewhere safe, and listen.
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Love
Say the flowers aren’t for me • Let the last light die • In my heart is love that I must hide
Read MoreIf I could wipe away your fears • Touch the way that tears do • Sing my love until white moon hears • See yourself the way I see you
Read MoreThis is the song that’s going to free me • Because this morning it’s not just you • It’s anyone • It’s all men • I’m sliding over again to the end
Read MoreOver glasses of wine or plates of cookies, crowded into the kitchen or outside watching our breath in the cold, in groups or pairs, old and young, we drift together bound by the strange gravity of family love. I am safe and warm and strong, orbiting that star.
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