Excuse Fio's odeur, but storm knocked out her hot water four days ago, and she hasn't gotten around to calling on the neighbors for help. Too many other things going on, and nobody's held their nose when she eneters the room yet.
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Speaking of "other things," Fiorella's baby car got winged in an auto accident Tuesday morning while she was on her way to Starbucks to meet up with some longtime friends. The damage was minor, but it wasn't a great way to begin the day, and, to make it worse, neither one of her friends showed up.
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Is your faithful correspondent obsessed with the immigrant children being locked up in prisons? Yes--of course she is. Fiorella is, first of all, a mother.
Showing posts with label immigrant children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label immigrant children. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Fighting the Good Fight
Lest anyone forget, for the last five days, Fiorella has been posting a reminder on FB of the 400 immigrant children still in custody. Each of the reminders is original and splashy.
(1) Okay, people. Have we lost focus on the children? Where are they? What's happening
(2) How long have the children been in jail now? When will they be released? Where will they go?
(3) THE CHILDREN (repeated as many times as allowed on FB)
(4) THE CHILDREN (This time surrounded by sobbing emojis)
(5) IT'S NEVER RIGHT
TO IMPRISON
CHILDREN
This is the reminder for today:
While politicians bid and buy
And Donald sleeps
The children still in prisons lie
And Jesus weeps
(1) Okay, people. Have we lost focus on the children? Where are they? What's happening
(2) How long have the children been in jail now? When will they be released? Where will they go?
(3) THE CHILDREN (repeated as many times as allowed on FB)
(4) THE CHILDREN (This time surrounded by sobbing emojis)
(5) IT'S NEVER RIGHT
TO IMPRISON
CHILDREN
This is the reminder for today:
While politicians bid and buy
And Donald sleeps
The children still in prisons lie
And Jesus weeps
Labels:
art,
immigrant children,
poetry,
politics,
Trump
Sunday, July 29, 2018
OBSCENITY
The children sit in an iron cage
Day after day after day
While the fat old man rides a cushioned cart
Around the links to play
Day after day after day
While the fat old man rides a cushioned cart
Around the links to play
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