Piure... Is a sea squirt that grows only along the coasts of Chile and Peru.
It attaches to rocks and looks kind of like a reddish lump, but inside it’s bright red. It’s not a plant — it’s an animal, It’s edible and very popular in Chilean seafood. Strong, salty, iodine-like flavor (people either love it or hate it 😅)
Often eaten raw with lemon or used in stews...

Mary J Blige The Queen of Hip Hop/Soul ☺️

In their correct attire

In their correct attire

In their correct attire

In their correct attire

In their correct attire

He Should Have Had To Be Carried Away In An Ambulance....Smh 45 year-old man, Chad Michael Watts, attacked a group of children protesting ICIS in Texas while wearing a read MAGA hat. The youth bravely fought back and defended themselves.

the mother
By Gwendolyn Brooks

Abortions will not let you forget.
You remember the children you got that you did not get,
The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair,
The singers and workers that never handled the air.
You will never neglect or beat
Them, or silence or buy with a sweet.
You will never wind up the sucking-thumb
Or scuttle off ghosts that come.
You will never leave them, controlling your luscious sigh,
Return for a snack of them, with gobbling mother-eye.

I have heard in the voices of the wind the voices of my dim killed children.
I have contracted. I have eased
My dim dears at the breasts they could never suck.
I have said, Sweets, if I sinned, if I seized
Your luck
And your lives from your unfinished reach,
If I stole your births and your names,
Your straight baby tears and your games,
Your stilted or lovely loves, your tumults, your marriages, aches, and your deaths,
If I poisoned the beginnings of your breaths,
Believe that even in my deliberateness I was not deliberate.
Though why should I whine,
Whine that the crime was other than mine?—
Since anyhow you are dead.
Or rather, or instead,
You were never made.
But that too, I am afraid,
Is faulty: oh, what shall I say, how is the truth to be said?
You were born, you had body, you died.
It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.

Believe me, I loved you all.
Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you
All.

Yeah, your girl been down and out. The oogly boogly got me 😷🤒