We were warned by Quds leader Esmail Ghaani.
Last night, a reliable intel source sent me a message.
He said: Pay attention to what Esmail Ghaani (who took over the Quds force after Soleimani was assassinated a year ago) said, in a speech to Tehran University, about Iran taking revenge…
Some restless ghosts
followed me home from Antietam
Rode the highways on my Kia bumper.
Crowded into my house
Hung out on couch and floors
And kitchen counters
Commented on my cooking.
Extra cookies over here, please.
Gruel. This oatmeal tastes like gruel.
Ah. Sugar. Cover it all…
We need each other, walking through this smoking field.
The sun came out today.
I woke in smoking battlefields
Strewn with blood and broken lives
Covered in crosses and littered with discarded masks.
Scuffed-up yard signs. Graffiti.
Blackened skeletons of burned out cars and buildings.
In the last four years…
I NEVER THOUGHT I’D BE IN THE “BACK IN THE DAY” SECTION.
So. It’s come to this.
Earlier this week (Oct 21, 2020), the Honolulu Star-Advertiser published this photo of me campaigning in 1972. I never dreamed I’d be in a “Back In The Day” nostalgia photo.
Yes. That was…
To The Women Who Still Support Trump
Look in the mirror. Repeat the words of Leonard Cohen (Anthem):
“I can’t run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
And they’re going to hear from me.”
Then do the right thing. Let them hear from you.
Across the Anacostia
Down the Pennsylvania
A hundred seabirds
Rising in the setting sun
White bellies and white feathers
Rise and flutter in the setting sun
Sparkling pink in setting sun
Sparkling rosy petals fly
Across the river,
Flecks of pink against the sky
Driving to DC