On April 14thIn the dead of nightWhile most of us sleptReproductive rightsGovernor DeSantisSlithered from his cryptA near-total banWouldn’t alter his scriptNext day, LibertyUniversityNo mention was madeSilence, artfullySix-weeks gestationBarely time to noteSkipping menstruationYoung women do voteHe spoke to the youngNow of voting ageKept them in the darkControlling their rageRestrict the womenAnd limit their knowledgeLie by omissionWhen … Continue reading Ron DeSantis, Dead Of Night… a poem →