POEM: Untitled by Vanessa Waltz

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Hard to celebrate
Weed freedom if our other
Freedoms disappear

We Jews are afraid
Listening to these echoes
We’ve heard them before

At what point did they
Stop accepting new leaders
Back in Germany?

Bernie oh Bernie
We glimpsed hope for a moment
I’m so sorry, bro

Shouts of “soar”* loser
More evidence we needed
That free college plan

My dear Hillary
Shattering that ceiling was
So close in my heart

I’m not ready to
Come together yet maybe
I will never be

Oh America
I am weeping for you and
My tears taste like death


*Troll-speak for ‘sore’
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