She should not be here,
this genuflection,
this vast apology
to a congressman
she plotted to
destroy,
the vindicated virgin
mayor
making amends with
the naming of a
school,
and I sent to cover
it,
thinking it was safe,
thinking even she
would
not have nerve enough
to show her face,
yet she did,
not just brazen, defiant,
on the periphery of
it all
when they
(the masters of this universe)
refused to let her do
the job
the Virgin Mayor hired her to do,
saddled with a camera
and an intense sense of isolation,
an insider forced to look in
from the outside
while others celebrated,
staring at me as if I
am to blame,
if not for this,
then for some other
imagined indiscretion,
her dog (with a
badge)
snapping at my heals
(perhaps at her direction)
one more of those
powerful people
she collected to
protect her,
used as a weapon when she needs to
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