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.