Anais Vionet Poet Free verse

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the - still - new year

This is a new year, remember? I’m unshakeable, 
I want to live harder but somehow sleep more.
I want to be successful and reinforce my self-image.
I’d like to rely less on my sharp edges and accentuate my softness.
I don’t want to dwell on America’s chaos - the crazy to crazier pipeline.
 
But, oh, geez, it must be Monday..
Trump accused Ukraine of starting the war, but my alarm was going off and I missed it.
Trump threatened US allies for opposing his takeover of Greenland, while I brushed my teeth.
He said, “the US shouldn't have 2026 midterm elections,” while I was in the shower.
He said since he didn’t win a Nobel Prize, he wouldn’t prioritize peace, while I had croissants.
He swore ‘reckoning and retribution’ after ICE agents shot a woman, while I was on the metro.
After an unplanned CAT scan, Trump said he was ‘sharper than ever’- while I was walking to school. 
He called Democrats a ‘criminal organization’, for pointing to his Epstein ties;  but I was having coffee.
He said the Reiners were murdered because they didn’t like him, but I was in anatomy class.
Trump claimed the U.S. would "run" Venezuela, while I was in an auditorium lecture.
Trump cited his Trump Golf Club wins as proof of his health, while I was in analyses-lab
He accused his own bureau of "rigging" job data to undermine him, while I was in practical-lab.
Trump linked Tylenol use to autism and revived false vaccine-autism ties - while I had pizza.
In a singular moment of clarity, Trump told his critics to "rot in hell," I missed it, I was studying.
He labeled reports of rising costs, and job losses a “Democratic hoax," but I was still studying.
A Ford employee shouted an Epstein question, Trump replied “ you” and flipped him off.
The employee was fired, of course, a citizen can’t go ruffling Trump like that, with free speech - I missed it, I was back on the metro.
 
I don’t miss constant exposure to the Trump circus - he’s just wearing you people down. 
After three more dumpster-fire years of Trump - what’ll be left over there?
Good luck America, I love you.
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A song for this:
Excuse Me Mister by Gale Garnett
Red rubber ball by The Cyrkle

Fun, Old (edited for time) TikTok fail - showing "Why I don't do TikToks"  =]
using a GoPro with a 'follow me' pin - the video jiggles, wildly loses focus and I'm not centered! 
daweb.us/bg/silly.dance.mp4

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Vincine Fallica January 27, 2026 at 9:18 AM But, but, but, . . I LOVE your sharp edges! Better to appreciate your softness. Not for nothing roses come with thorns. / Yeah, it’s been quite a year . and it’s only January. / I’m not sure whether I appreciate your following the year long plane crash going on over year or wish you what peace maybe had from being removed from its effects. / Nicely written / Anais, <3 Anais Vionet January 28, 2026 at 11:27 AM "Crazy American Trumpism" is one thing I mentioned in my UPC med-school interview when they asked, "why here and not Hopkins?" Admittedly, I played on their emotions shamelessly. =]