Meet the Donkeys That Transport Baby Lambs Down Mountains

thoughts and bray-ers

Image c/o Sociaty

Get it? A donkey sound is called a “bray”. Is this thing on??? Listen, I just got over the stomach flu so I’m not “all there” (how long can I use this excuse? I’m going with at least another week—4 years). I’ve also had animal noises on the noggin on account of the fact that my 15 month old is learning them and I am left pondering what sound a rabbit makes? Or a fish? (We have gone with “glug glug.”)

I’ll tell you what sound *i* have been making this week and it goes a little something like this:

AHHHHHHRRGRHRRHGRHHRRHRHHHH!!!!!!

Anyone else?

I don’t have to tell you, dear reader, how dark things feel in light of the election results. I’m scared for so many of my friends who are scared for their safety and rights and freedom and dignity. I’m scared for the way America thinks of me and my body. I’m scared at the intense division and the misinformation and the fact that my mom listens to Fox News. I’m scared that Wile. E Coyote will be appointed Head of Transportation.

So, naturally, this headline made me cry and made me think of how important it is to look out for each other and to be a voice for people who don’t have one and to keep fighting even if we are exhausted and to continue to give a damn whatever that looks like for us.

DEEP SIGH

I don’t have all the answers but I do have POETRY!!! Anyone??? LOL/SOS.

kk ILY here it is. (PS the symbolism is not lost on me that the ones who care are donkeys hehehhe sorry, art is political!!!)

PS If, hypothetically (wink), I was working on a children’s book for girls based off of “she’s a bit much,” and I am envisioning artwork that is vibrant, weird, and fantastical, what kid’s illustrator comes to mind? Need recs!!!