The summer before my senior year I spent two weeks in Washington D.C. with the NYLC where I got to schmooze with all sorts of big movers and shakers in the political world. Being a budding gay rights activist, the person I wanted to meet most was Candace Gingrich, who was then the head of the Human Rights Campaign. I was lucky enough to do so and later that day to write this very bad poem about the experience. Enjoy!
7-15-03 |
| This photo was definitely in my senior yearbook. |
Candace Gingrich
I met a goddess today
You would never know her
If you saw her on the street
But it was my fortune to meet
A goddess today.
She did not radiate light
She radiated strength
She radiated power
I saw my dream of an hour;
A goddess today.
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