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Friday, September 19, 2025

Open Letter to Stephen Miller

Multi-millions moving east 
to occupy new spaces
mime millions more migrating north 
to settle in new places.
Where're you look -- in ev'ry nook -- 
smile sundry suntanned faces. 
Of greeting lines and welcome signs,
though, scarcely any traces. 

     (more to come; work in progress)

Transparency; or, How Did We Read Him...? Let Us Count The Ways.

(At every appearance  of the word 'read' --  except the final one --  in the verses below,  that word should be  pronounced /red/.) ...