A Poem on the Epiphany’s Morbid Gifts: The Interregnum- Branded And Marred
This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago and is part of
Donald Trump
From the Nightmares of 2020: Dreamwashing #1
Dreamwashing #1 Pelting a nightmare of mink That stole The hubrys of kings And
Scattered Thoughts About the US in the First Few Weeks of Trump’s Enigmatic Rule
The ideological intertwining of the US as land of the pursuit of happiness and
No place for self pity no room for fear
In the wake of the US election it behooves us to read Toni Morrison’s reflections,