“What about tree top bikini girls on Broad Street”
T. Jeanette “Joppa” Florence Frankie K. W. “Hodo” Jenkins
Artist Statement: My work which is visual of a freelancer, with work comprising of words centered on personal experience that includes the side of a freelance artist, from Newark, broad street.
They were the obvious expenditures and place for inverting your eyes, spend time on. The harlequinade they did, sort of dancing to be dancers, all thighs. The thing they did, the tree top bikini girls on Broad Street danced amongst benches. They had green leaves glued to their bikinis, the leaves were their rattles and shakers too, like native people, except this was Newark the city, their industrial art district. To have this dance the dancers did be their own, and it was for fear of the rent in Newark going up.
They offered you a peep show of their comely rationality; by dancing a unique broad street dance, that was special, and pretty and instead of flatly moving the belly, you shook your love handles, and raised your hands straight up; like love handles black books and black paperback tome. Black love, and relationship; source of knowledge bookstore on Broad street.
But more when one tree top bikini girl stopped, amongst the four of them, one gave a banter of mental complexity and agility, as tight and strong as some didactic a psychologist to his e.g. colleagues who live a long distance from another, that made it objective. The one tree top bikini girl surmised in her head. For him to say, “Finding the solution shouldn’t have us reaching for what Obama, in his meant to our society in his presidency a great deal but didn’t do.”
She began, the tree top bikini girl in her voice, medium volume,”Everyone says the worst view to look at is in Newark. Of course somebody, one of the four conversationalists on the bench, chimed in, and argued it wasn’t true. Of the four conversationalists, two didn’t talk, they were full of optimism, and seemed perpendicular and in clear point of the other two.
The other two did and were white and black, a woman and a man. Then the bikini girl, felt in that confirmation, she learnt in her own martyrdom to accept the abbatiirors of a truth when everyone tells you what you want to know, no not everyone.
There is at least one knowledgeable person you can rely on, that tells you something you can believe, and not know you are suffering semiepternally with your tree leaves glued to your bikini, and dancing with leaves as a rattle and shaker, for entertainment.
Two of the conversationalists seemed to opt for optimism more than the other two, there were more real, and on seemed to be on the fence of diversity being real., His mental complexity and agility was so tight, when giving his answer, that he replied, :”Don’t believe the hyperbole of not needing a view, only wanting to live in the suburbs, cause it will drive you mad. And think of your city as having the worst view to look at, because of Newark, and even Newark.”
The white conversationalist said, through the lecture room circuit; got labeled a bad psychologist, from a single source, possibly an informant like from the movies and tried to explain himself in an explanation that that couldn’t be true. For none of them, even the tree top bikini girls knew, were making an attempt to be knowledgeable by the pontificating rationalists the two conversationalists were, and the two who didn't speak, seemed representative of the optimism the other two didn’t have, as a form of being conversationalists, not intellectual as a psychologist who did that type of and explaining about our existences in Newark..
The three of the four tree top bikini girls, asked “Are you a psychologist? " Be one, in a continuity of many questions, the ones that came before were diverse and psychedelic than like in Newark the permeating of drug redolence reefer smoke was it cocaine? and from the next, the Peter Wood book called diversity, and Martin Luther King I have a dream speech. With each question everyone got mad; they didn’t want to hear about the beaches, and or pollution and ferried feelings one had about the beach, maybe as bad as the Gowanus Canal
"Then and there one woman asked, I heard all about that place. It's really bad, so much pollution it's such a shame because it's been around for hundreds of years." "Don't just leap on to.another issue about the Gowanus Canal and say that it's bad, for verbatim as if we sit here and think that the so called other problems alluding to the classes middle and poor, that Martin Luther King fought for in the fourteenth amendment aren't there any more. I think they are."
"You mean you expect us to get through a little more than over a hundred years of drafting and redrafting of the declaration of independence to see how we only just arrived, and haven't solved any of the issues yet, that were long lasting since the Declaration of Independence." said the woman of color
"No, of course not. I think it's going to take years to solve the problem of the Gowanus Canal and the rent going up in Newark.said the man." He was white, the woman he was talking to was of color got the rebuttal.
"Its keeps going up and up, '' said the woman of color, all three of them conversationalists on the benches were doing the talking, the three dancers with the tree top bikinis, bowed their hands down, simply wanting to listen and hear one say Peter Wood.
" We sit here consumed in our conversations on society changing and the beaches have gotten dirtier on that mere hope society has changed."
"Illogical." Said the man. Read. Just read Peter wood, The book Diversity in what it says. Diversity is real."
" Are you a Psychologist," said the tree top bikini girl, dancing suddenly with the shake and shimmy of her leaves on her bikini.
“They though the tree top bikini girls were dancing was a way to show that things had gotten better, and a declaration of independence for not having to pay that much rent in Newark due to the rent increase.The tree top bikini girls danced and stopped all four of them, where the four conversationalists were sitting on the benches, apart from the four tree top bikini dancers, the conversationalists decided that society did change, but rather it came from the fifth conversationalist, who was so bad, it seemed he became an angel, on the side, he said it, and they didn’t hear him, in with the fourteenth amendment, are naturalized persons are equal according Peter Wood's book, as representative of the point. Diversity tells all about it. Nothing can change that.
You can have a pillow shop.to show how diversity is real. There are a million pillows, and the diverse amount of people who don’t know it are always very close and don’t have the same balance as we represent. . And don’t really know about Newark, and how its changed.J ust not for the better because the rent keeps getting higher, the two optimistic conversationalists nodded their heads. The white conversationalists said, . the beaches are getting dirtier, there is too little diversity for the untrained eye to decide, and because the tree top bikini dancers all four of them don't believe , though she said one of them, “but that's not optimistic,” she said to the other three tree top bikini girls as it came to her making a final ejaculation , and they stopped dancing. The four conversationalists decided that this is turning to psychology being the answer, and not Dr. Martin Luther King, and being a pacifist and with the rent increase in Newark, dawdling on it necessary to a psychologist." so it will be a unanimous no", the four conversationalists said amongst the benches, Newark has changed. Society as well. Just not for the better. But diversity is real.
The End
Jeanette "Joppa" Florence Frankie K.W. "Hodo" Jenkins is a short story writer and novelist of fiction and freelance artist. She lives in Brooklyn N.Y. and has two cats. She is currently enrolled in Cuny University Kingsborough Community College.