Who are you? Who am I? A swelling, cataclysmic ride Pulsating, gyrating Bend and contract Pushing and pulling Ever more in abstract Who do we resemble? Who are we now? From the pale moon shadows, Bleeding the cow I can’t even fathom The perfect One here But I am just covered And smothered by smear.

Note to Self: Don’t Take the Bait

Before you read this piece, you should know I’m no expert political science columnist. I’m just a citizen of the United States who tries to make informed decisions in a world of misleading memes that play to your emotions with quotes taken out of context. A landscape that is trying to make the multi-faceted, colorful …

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