It is a New Moon.
Ice is falling from the sky.
Last night, I woke from a nightmare into a nightmare.
I dreamed that Trump was elected President.
And then I heard Coyotes
or was it Owls?
I was too sleepy to tell, and I couldn’t wake my husband.
But I fell back to sleep, comforted.
There are signs.
I’m not sure what they tell, but that they’re there, tell me, we’re not alone.
This IS something.
I watched Ellen receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom
Her life’s work, in truth, celebrated.
I watched as POTUS steadied and comforted her.