Anyone Can Be President
by Naomi Cochran
Twenty days before the oath
I dream it's me.
Chosen at random.
Standing alone
at a plywood podium.
No one wanted the job.
by Naomi Cochran
Twenty days before the oath
I dream it's me.
Chosen at random.
Standing alone
at a plywood podium.
No one wanted the job.
I'm from northern Wisconsin, I say.
I don't know anything.
I just want people to tell the truth
and be kind.
I don't know anything.
I just want people to tell the truth
and be kind.
A man interrupts.
I put my hand over his mouth.
Be quiet, I say.
I believe I have the floor.
I put my hand over his mouth.
Be quiet, I say.
I believe I have the floor.
“Anyone Can Be President” by Naomi Cochran, from The Truth about Everything: In 3500 Words or Less. Just a Thought Press © 2019.
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