my hands are shaking

last year, on the second Tuesday in November, I came back to my dorm room to my roommate telling me that Trump had, officially, won the presidency. I remember what we said to each other - a big sigh, and "we're fucked." Yes, profanity, blah, blah, blah, get over yourself.  Wanna know why? Because I'm fucking… Continue reading my hands are shaking