I’m not with her,

or with him.

It’s not that I can’t decide.

It’s simply that I decide neither.

He’s not my party.

She’s not my person.

Neither represent what I believe.

Neither (for different reasons) are role models I want my young girls to emulate.

I don’t care if you feel I am throwing away my vote.

I am standing on principal; doing it loudly, not in silence.

As we do every spring and fall, the little ladies and I will walk into our polling station.

I will check the box for men and women I know make me proud of their service and their ideals.

At the top of my ticket, one box will remain empty.

I’m not with her.

He’s not with me.

Given a choice,

I vote neither.