The last time I went to vote I went with my friend David the Poet Who Lives Next Door.

This time now I live in his house with him so he’s the Poet Who Lives Upstairs.

We take these opportunities to go vote to chat a bit about our view of politics, voting, and other random stuff.

I like to think of the act of voting as rhetorical invention rather than the conclusion of an argument or the stopping point of a debate. The day, the act, the afterward are all generative of more discourse and in that way are far more democratic than the casting itself.

Oh also David really is a poet. Check out some of his work.