Dear President Trump, I’m on the plane heading to Minneapolis. It’s been dandy. Someone threw up on the previous flight in a seat two rows ahead of mine and it was pretty ripe. We also had a 30-ish minute delay taking off due to high traffic volumes and there was a disconcerting grinding sound the … Continue reading Boorish boys and hamsters
Reality
Some good things are growing up through the manure
Dear President Trump, Happy Juneteenth! Are you doing anything to commemorate the day this year? Like maybe watching the House subcommittee hearings about setting up a panel to study reparations (H.R. 40; sponsor: Sheila Jackson of Texas)? It would surely be educational for you and it would sure be a more useful way for you … Continue reading Some good things are growing up through the manure
Faith in love
Dear President Trump, About six years ago I had what I refer to as my personal poetry year. I’d never written poetry before and except for one that popped out in 2016, I’ve not written any since. I barely recognized myself or my mind during those months of 2013 when it seemed like just about … Continue reading Faith in love
Wasting our precious time
Dear President Trump, We have this plug-in thing in the bathroom upstairs that’s an all-in-one nightlight, digital clock, and thermometer. It’s not my favorite because the clock numbers are teeny-tiny and I can’t read them in the middle of the night when I don’t have my glasses on. The numbers reflecting the temperature, however, are … Continue reading Wasting our precious time
Time is critical here
Dear President Trump, The other day I wrote in reference to you: “We’ve got to focus on damage control, removal, and renewal and we can’t do all this incredibly hard work if we exhaust ourselves worrying about dumb shit.” I still think this is correct, but after further consideration I’ve come to the conclusion that … Continue reading Time is critical here
May we make peace with limits
Dear President Trump, Hey, good morning. Where are you today? I don’t feel like checking your schedule so I’ll assume you are back in DC, ready to menace us from up close this week. I can’t find the article now, but did you see the news that’s come out recently telling us that you eat … Continue reading May we make peace with limits
“Don’t knock at my door, little child”
Dear President Trump, Remember how the other day I told you that Nichole Phillips’s next project is a book on black motherhood and mourning? Probably not. Ok, definitely not. I’m certain you don’t track what I tell you at all, which, if you were another sort of president I would think is fine because if … Continue reading “Don’t knock at my door, little child”
Damage control, removal, and renewal
Dear President Trump, While Laura appreciated me sending you the suggestion that you resign for her birthday, she would have been much happier had you actually done it. In fact, there would be rejoicing the world round if you and your illegitimate lackeys were to slink off with your tails tucked. So how about it? … Continue reading Damage control, removal, and renewal
Clogged filters
Dear President Trump, I’ve probably told you before about my favorite introvert workday lunch routine, but in case I haven’t or it was a long time ago, I’ll tell you really quickly that it involves eating a lunch I brought from home while studiously ignoring email and reading NPR for about 20 minutes. This is … Continue reading Clogged filters
“No one breathes”
Dear President Trump, I wasn’t going to stay for service at all yesterday. The plan was to go to choir practice at 9 and leave right afterwards because there was a choir potluck later in the afternoon and I didn’t want the whole day given over to churchy stuff. The plan was going just fine … Continue reading “No one breathes”
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