The Proposition

There is no room for dating in this place of grief. Dating means hope. I’ve lost that hope in seeing the words “President-elect Trump.”

Stephanie Land, writing in the Washington Post

Dear Steph, I too am unattached

because my hopes have all been scratched.

That Trump is mean and rude and snide,

and so I’ll never find a bride!

An anchorite I shall remain,

and live alone with all my pain.

But if no longer I fixate,

how about a trial blind date? 

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