by Jack Belch
The smile so warm, so firm the grasp yet eyes so cold the heart is told the hand is but an uncoiled asp. We know the truth without reflection: someone is running for election.
A response by our guest editor for the Election & Politics Feature (submissions are currently being accepted), Joobin Bekhrad:
These words you speak, this verse you write,
These minds you seek to set aright;
Who hath so caus’d thee to worry?
The Donald, Jack, or Hillary?