A child’s love / The truest of truth / Like pollen to flowers / Little bodies blossom / Where love blooms / Innocent and pure / Loving thy neighbor as thyself / Until they don’t / Where fertile ground / Let’s weeds grow too.

In preparation for my participation in the April 5 protest on Martha’s Vineyard, I pondered what kind of poster I should carry.

The promise in a child / Rests in adult hands / A gift that never ends / For one generation / To improve upon the next.

On January 20th, 2025
MLK and DJT converge
In a paradoxical collision
On what it means to be free

To live my life/ Like that of a plant/ Is to follow the laws of nature

America is a chameleon / Forever adapting, morphing / Caught between what it is / And what it yearns to be / “Isms” coexist with dogmas.