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Judy and Danny…24

“DANNY,” yelled Judy.  “Why are we here?”

“You want the philosophical answer?  Like from Nietzsche?”

“Arrrggggg!  The war was about to start, and now we’re….HERE when we sHould be THERE!”

“You mean in your story?” asked the cat, obviously confused.

“No, at the castle!  My Knight, Baby, Rusty, Abby, Joseph, Rosy, Runway, Roland, all the rhinos and the fox.  The Rhino Riders.  Why are we HERE, when we should be THERE?”

“The fox?”

Someone was pounding at the door.  “Judy, open up,” said Alice.

“What?” asked Judy, throwing open the door.

“There’s a rhinoceros wearing a skirt out in front.  There’s a note pinned to the waste band asking for you.  Is it your birthday?”

Judy pushed past Alice and ran downstairs.  Danny yawned, turned over, and started going back to sleep.

Rosy was standing on the sidewalk, drawing a lot of attention.   Even in New York, people don’t usually see a rhinoceros wearing a pink skirt just hanging around waiting for someone.

“Oh, Rosy,” said Judy, throwing her arms around her.  “Can you take me back to the castle?”

“Where are we?” snorted Rosy.

“New York.”

“How did we get here?”

“No idea, but we need to get back to where we were.”

“Where did all these people come from?”

“They live here,” said Judy, frantically.  “Look, Rosy, the war is about to begin, we need to get home.  Can you take Danny and me back?”

“I don’t know,” said Rosy.  “I don’t know where this is, so I don’t know how to get someplace else, from here.”

“You can’t stay out here,” said Judy, leading her into the building’s foyer.  Someone will call Animal Control and they’ll take you away.”

“Why?”

DANNY,” screamed Judy. “GET DOWN HERE NOW.  I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!

The cat sauntered down the stairs, took one look at Rosy and said, “You’ve got to be kidding?”

“We’re leaving,” said Judy, grabbing him.

“We are?” said Danny and Rosy at the same time.

“Rosy,” said Judy, “You absolutely have to find a way to get us to the castle.  And you have to do it now,” she said, climbing onto her back.  “Danny, your claws are tearing into me.”

Rosy rose a few inches off the ground and landed again.

“Oh, for rhino’s sake,” said Judy.  She closed her eyes and pictured her Knight, still in the air.  She held Danny tightly and leaned forward, against Rosy.  She started pouring her energy into being back in the air at the castle, and just as two cops were opening the doors to the foyer…Rosy, Judy and Danny…disappeared.

“Don’t say a thing,” said the first officer.

“But,” said the second one

“I mean it.  Don’t say anything to anyone, or they’ll send you for a psych exam.”

Rosy, Judy and Danny were flying.  They didn’t know exactly where they were going, but they were going.

 

 

Poetry…

Woman, Face, Girl, Portrait, Forward

I read poetry
written
as soft as the wings of a moth
words that sway
like poppies in a sunny field
I read about
loving touches
and lips that taste
like morning glories
about waves
kissing the shore
and I wonder
about those beautiful words
all written by hands
holding pens
dipped
into heartfelt ink

when all I ever write with
are my very sharp
claws
that have been
dragged through
blood

FYI,,,

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I have the most trouble in the Reader.  I have to reboot every ten minutes.  I have to FORCE QUIT, just to get out.

Anyway, I can’t get one this weekend but maybe next week.  I just took it in and they said it was fine but it’s not.  Apple has never been able to fix certain problems I’ve had with this computer since I bought it.  It’s seven years old and it may be coming to the end of the road.

I just wanted you to know what’s going on.

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Today is: National Trail Mix Day

Trail Mix, Shell, Knabberzeug, Nuts

The City…

Road, Sign, Arrow, Street, Rural, City

just because you see an arrow
doesn’t mean it will lead you
in the right direction

at night
the city’s agenda
changes

the players play
for much darker teams
but
they all want the same thing

they all want
you

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pink rose — Paul Militaru

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“Civil disobedience is not our problem. Our problem is civil obedience. Our problem is that people all over the world have obeyed the dictates of leaders and…” — Art of Quotation

“Civil disobedience is not our problem. Our problem is civil obedience. Our problem is that people all over the world have obeyed the dictates of leaders and millions have been killed because of this obedience… Our problem is that people are obedient allover the world in the face of poverty and starvation and stupidity, and […]

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Feminists Don’t Wear Pink and other lies – Christine E. Ray — Brave & Reckless

feminism
the oxygen
I inhale gratefully
often desperately
in a world where
rapists’ reputations
and futures
are held in higher regard
greater importance
than the legacy of trauma
that has been inflicted
on girls
on women
against their will
where old white men
declare balls of dividing cells
have more rights
than living breathing women
reducing us to incubators
to cows for milking
where I was seen
as two breasts
a womb
and a vagina
until I turned 50
and was suddenly
no longer visible at all
feminism is the iron
I pump into my veins
to replenish me
when I am bled dry
by the knowledge
of how many women
chose a president like Trump
over their sisters
over themselves
some days
I wear black in mourning
Some days
I wear the red of resistance
and other days I even wear pink
in solidarity

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Featured Post: Feminists don’t wear pink and other lies – Georgiann Carlson — Brave & Reckless

I have a button that says
THIS IS WHAT A FEMINIST LOOKS LIKE
I used to wear it a lot
in order to counter the ridiculous idea
that FEMINISTS actually
HAVE A LOOK
I’m a
RADICAL FEMINIST
I wear make up
and sometimes I wear
pink
but I look like
a
woman
believing that you can tell
if a woman is a feminist
by what she’s wearing
is like saying that you can
tell if a woman is a teacher
by what she’s wearing
or if a guy is violent
by what he’s wearing
it’s nice
for some people
to put FEMINISTS
in a tiny little box
so they can
say that feminist are this or that
but those people
are the ones’ inside the box
blind and in the dark
I wish we could tell who they were
by what they wore
I bet their color would be
judgmental


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Two signs…Melody Farm shopping center

One more sign telling people to smile.  Seriously, those signs are EVERYWHERE.

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