Grief rumbles on
In the background
Like a loud, rusty garbage truck
Parked in the alley
Running its compactor
Day and night
“Why does he sit there?”
You wonder
“When is he going to leave?”
When DJT came down the escalator to announce his political career ten years ago, I notice two things. 1. His wife was in front of him on the...
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