Written on the day of the Women’s March


Our democracy is a perpetual dystopia
we are the land of progress, never terminal:
a more perfect union.
We strive for more,
and every moment of our progression is inherently perfect,
it could always be more.

Sweet land of liberty,
full of the people who
risk their wellbeing and their livelihoods for the
opportunity to make ill-informed decisions for eachother
Willing to gamble their
reproductive rights
trusting the blind to lead the blind
The people who will risk it again and again
to see decades of
two steps forward, one step back


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