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Continuous of 'The Bouncing Babes'

Continuous of The Bouncing Babes

Maude grows organic tomatoes in her garden cuz every time she tries to make something for Sally and her family she gets hives. The Fat Uncle of Sally's hates spiders. Sometimes there's bugs on plants that Maude cooks and brings to Sally's. Bugs in the soup, which is a problem for the Uncle. Bugs from the garden including spiders somehow keep getting into the tomato soups that Maude makes at the dinner table. This is because the pesticides are not strong enough. Maude needs better pesticides. Uncle Fatty, though very trained at jumping and flying-his game is off when he spends time at Sally's now cuz of this . He likes to give private shows for the kids on Sundays. This is an ongoing problem on Sundays with all of them. They all get together on this day. Comical but there is a solution. Maude's weakness is she can't seem to get past her family's product line of pesticides. That's why she's a big gardener. She can't know a great secret about her family's pesticide line and everyone else finds out. This will destroy Maude.

They all revolve around Maude's feelings. They have to ultimately choose between their feelings and the feelings of Maude's.

Longer Memories on the Run

 I move my sleeping son
I try to crouch in the middle
With my arms around my little one
He has somehow miraculously missed
Me this time
I can’t sleep
Once again I am out
I am gone
As the rustle of his red
Camaro leaves us one more time.



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MEMORIES ON THE RUN

This is a poem that will go in my book Memories on the Run to the times when me and my three year old were running and hiding from abuse.

I see the card table, long and steel.

They bring back memories of yards with rocks, stones, and

An odd shaped house.

I’m out front trying to look regular.

The table is all I have to do this.

We have, or present to have a function.

It makes us seem more normal.

We are having a function.

Perhaps a party.

Perhaps we are just playing.

Will the table rust from the weather.

It looks so lonely out there.

Perhaps this table will help us.

It will helps us to bear to new airs.

MY MOVIE PITCH

True Story – An immigrant comes to American and sleeps with the authorities to stay here. Her daughter is portrayed as their daughter to get the men in and out on a regular basis. The daughter becomes pregnant as a teen. She is respected by her peers but racially degraded by her town.  The teen is taken to a large building and the young man who brought her there hands a woman an envelope. Who is the young man? Is he the one who got her pregnant? He proceeds to tell the woman he will sign the papers as the woman makes reference to the fact that the girl is underage. The girl looks bewildered by all of this. What was in the envelope? The young teen is given a drug to make her immobile to her physical thoughts and emotions to force her into an abortion to hide the evidence of the truth of the men's relations with her. Her baby after feeling its kick not too long ago is then dumped into a garbage can as trash-as they have always thought of her. Flash forward to a young woman in her twenties walking the streets of the city having flash backs of her child. She can’t figure out why she can’t get her bearing and why she is having these flash backs. The men to take her down the rest of the way aren’t too far behind. She will go through tantalizing torture of murder attempts with anesthesia and drugs in hospitals, threats of going to jail when she refuses to leave the police station trying to force and investigation, and a trick of theirs that she will never forget that takes her to depths that she’s never seen before.