Born a peasant

always a peasant

work, work, work

never stopping

bound to the land

living from it

I sleep thinking,

why me?

I want to leave

I want to die

but what will happen to my family?

Republican

Yes! Bless The New U.S...

Making America Great Again

With only the best.

I must confess this victory came a little shocking.

I wasn’t expecting Trump to win,

The way the media was talking.

clouds

pink and blue smears

go over my head

like the moon

or calculus.

i long to float up there

where i could eat eclipse and crackers

and differentiate my thoughts.

At the grocery store

In the days of our youth

The green twist ties were the best part.

So easily entertained were we

With these simple pliable toys

Laughing and forming new shapes.