4:00 pm: March to specific locations to highlight our demands
6:00 pm: Rally at City Hall
Citywide organizing committee meeting Monday, March 27, 7 pm @ 2011 N. Charles Street, Baltimore, MD 21218. Come out get literature – join the discussion.
Global May Day Strike - International Workers Day/Huelga Global del Primer Día de Mayo - Día Internacional de los Trabajadores
Make May Day Resist Trump Day! / ¡Haga el primer día de mayo el día de resistir Trump!
General Mass Strike/Call in Sick, No work, No school, No shopping, Boycott businesses
Defend immigrants & Muslims – Fight racism, sexism, LGBTQ & Trans bigotry Baltimore UNITE to fight for our rights! We demand: —Make Baltimore a real sanctuary city – Not one deportation; shut ICE down! An injury to one, is an injury to all. —Fund education– Close the gap in funding for our schools; no school layoffs! —$15 an hour & union rights for all NOW – include workers under 21 yearsof age! —Jobs program for all! —End police & ICE terror!
We encourage feeder marches. —- Huelga Global del Primer Día de Mayo - Día Internacional de los Trabajadores ¡Haga el primer día de mayo el día de resistir Trump!
General Huelga de masas/ Llamar por estar enfermo, no trabajar, no ir a la escuela, no comprar, boicot los negocios
MITÍN Y MARCHA - 3 PM
Defender a los inmigrantes y los musulmanes - Combatir el racismo, el sexismo, la LGBTQ y el fanatismo de las personas Trans
¡Baltimore ÚNASE para luchar por nuestros derechos!
Nosotros demandamos: — Hacer de Baltimore una verdadera ciudad santuario - Ninguna deportación; ¡Cerrar el ICE! Una herida para uno es una herida para todos. — Financiar la educación - Cerrar la brecha en el financiamiento para nuestras escuelas; ¡Ningún despido escolare! — $ 15 por hora y los derechos sindicales para todos AHORA - ¡Incluyen a los trabajadores menores de 21 años de edad! —¡Programas de trabajo para todos! — ¡Fin de la policía y terror ICE!
Reunir 3 PM @ McKeldin Square - Light y Pratt Street, centro de Baltimore Animamos grupos de manifestantes ubicados en diferentes localizaciones que se unen a la marcha principa
La marcha comienza a las 4 PM – Marchamos a lugares específicos para resaltar nuestras demandas y concluir en City Hall @ 6 PM
- “Hon,” the late-middle-aged woman with the perm says. “Hon,” she says, again, louder. “HON,” again she says it, again and again until she practically screams it, her face begins to turn purple and her hair increases in size and volume until it fills most of the room. She breaks down crying after half an hour or so, still ‘hon’ning, drenched in sweat, her skin a bright violet, and that’s when you know that she has betrayed her people, and you don’t want to be around to witness her fate. You leave Hampden, never to return.
- Crabs. Three of them, prepared, spread out on a brown paper cover, ready for eating. You take your fork, but one of the crab’s pincers grasps it, pulling it out of your grasp. “Don’t be ridiculous, hon,” it whispers, in the voice of a late-middle-aged woman with a perm. Of course, how could you have been so silly? You are a born Marylander. You know how to eat crabs. Silly you.
- You are seated in the M&T Bank Stadium, with perfect seats to watch this Ravens’ home game. As per usual, the dark birds flock towards the center of the field, squawking incessantly, writhing against the binds. Coach Harbaugh hurls a football towards one of them, and the bird catches it with its sharp claws, consequently deflating the ball. Harbaugh chuckles. The football screams as it deflates. They are playing the 49ers.
- You encounter a raven in Downtown Baltimore which is capable of speech. It speaks in English and in a relatively human-sounding voice, but it seems to only be able to recite Edgar Allan Poe’s famous poem "The Raven”, over and over.
- You board an elevator, nearing the top of the Baltimore World Trade Center. You’re alone. You expect it to stop at the 28th floor, your destination, when it passes the 30th, and your elevator disconnects from the top of the pentagonal building, hovering above, still floating towards the clouds. You pass a layer of clouds and stop to discover a large flock of dark, squawking birds. One of them introduces itself as Baltimore Ravens’ quarterback, Joe Flacco.
- “Why is it called Assawoman Bay? Haha, that’s a funny name,” you say to the local, nudging his forearm with your elbow. His arm from the elbow down, consequently, disintegrates. He looks quite flustered as he fumbles to collect the dust of its remains that have just fallen to his feet. "I’m sorry, but I really have to go now.“ He excuses himself, leaving.
Aw jeez girl I absolutely love that alex imagine :) would you write a second part with some smut? Everyone needs a shirtless alex
AN Hey, so let’s not fret over Jack and Abigail scandal guys okay? It’s not actually a scandal, just a thought many of us were having, but it is okay, because Jack is okay. He seems happy, and that’s all that matters at the moment. In the meantime, you guys should enjoy some nice healthy vampire smut. The first part is here if you want to read it before and stuffs. Enjoy xx
After Alex and I walked out that night, honestly life has been so different for me. I wasn’t going back to college, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to be able to talk to my parents. Somehow I was going to have to be erased from everyone I knew. Everyone except Alex.
Alex was different. A good different. Since he’s been around me, I always feel safe. That feeling is always there, so I knew that he was my guardian angel.
After Alex kissed me at my apartment, we just never talked about it again. I didn’t know what to do. There was a shirtless vampire in my room, he cuddled with me ‘til dusk and then we just never spoke about it again. He occasionally glanced at me when he thought I wasn’t looking, but I was. I couldn’t get over the fact that this beautiful creature was always around me. Was it mandatory for the turner to follow the newbie around to show them the ropes? Was there some kind of weird vampire organization I didn’t know about?