Dear President Trump,
I don’t have much for you today, but here it is – a haiku summing up where I’m at:
Tarnished Silver Lining
Trying not to touch
my face sort of distracts me
from everything else.
May we be safe from an increasingly politicized, opaque public health system.
May we be willing to face the toxic sexism that still permeates presidential politics.
May we stay healthy and strong in mind, body, and spirit in spite of you.
May we keep our heads and hearts about us as we navigate this dark territory called America.