What Happens Tomorrow

I’m just


On a chilly

Not quite cold

Winter night

To the subway


If we’ll survive

This presidency

It’s more than

Not wanting

Barack, Michelle, and Joe

To leave

But knowing

How many


Will be lost

In the next

Four years

People say

“We survived

Horrible presidents


And maybe

You did

But I know

Too many

Native Americans

Didn’t survive


Too many

Queer Americans

Didn’t survive


So I’m left questioning


(And I don’t pray)

For the lives

That won’t survive

A Trump reign


With my bare knees

And warm heart

I forge my way

To D.C.

In the hope

That you

Will hear

Our battle cry

Because I’m here

And queer

So Trump

Better fear

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