Farmers vote for you-know-who. You-know-who implements tariffs. Tariffs annihilate farmers. You-know-who decrees $1.8 billion to help farmers.

The American people get stuck with the tab. Thanks, farmers. NOT!

puppy trembles when we turn north —

he knows where we’re headed.

when Coco’s ordeal is over,

the vet gives us the thumbs-up.

once again, he’s our happy boy.

halting, cautious footsteps

off-trail preferable to icy pathways

the busy swish of nylon gaiters,

crunch of snow underfoot

deep breaths, a racing heartbeat

the brisk exhilaration

of a cold December afternoon

Once again, I must swear off the news.

Every time I think – yes! – this is what will be his undoing, the rat bastards provide the necessary cover to enable his foul, despicable, corrupt regime to carry on.

How do these men and women sleep at night? Truly, have they no shame?

I yo-yo the thermostat

too warm, too cool, too warm again —

the change, many years long past

so that’s not it! —

I think my indecisive body

simply cannot make up its mind

barefoot across a late-night floor,

frigid air streams in, unopposed —

our front door fallen open —

winter letting itself inside

I shiver in the realization

there are those with so much less

than what we take for granted