Filling in the Bubble on the Ballot (Poem by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer)

Filling in the Bubble on the Ballot

I imagine the small oval
is the center of a flower
that I link through black ink
to the life of my daughter
and her daughter and her daughter
and their bodies and their voices,
and their choices and their power;
it’s a pool I fill with hope,
it’s a note in a rising tune,
a pupil widening in the dark,
a moon that I make new.

by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer