The Starving Activist is the sometimes-home for words. AR Neal (that’s me) finds them, cultivates them, and leaves them here. Enjoy.

Scribe's Cave Picture Prompt: Let's Dance

"Hershel -- stop being so silly!" The woman deftly slipped away from her husband, who shrugged and spun away in time to music only he could hear."Let's dance, Myra! Put down that bag for just a moment -- it's the last time we'll get to do this!" The man snatched the satchel from her and as he shimmied, he looked inside. "Here," he said as he handed her a pair of flats. "Put on your red shoes and dance the blues! Oh, c'mon Myra -- one last two-step! This place will be demolished in a few days. The walls are crying. Let's leave them something to smile about."As the other refugees of the doomed town filed out glumly, the couple embraced. Hershel hummed quietly and they waltzed in the foyer one last time.

I offer 132 words for both this week's prompt and in tribute to Mr. David Bowie, who stepped into eternity yesterday. I always liked his performance with Queen on 'Under Pressure' but 'Let's Dance', which was one of my favorites, came to mind and I thought I'd toss it into this piece. Thank you, Mr. Bowie  and rest easy. 

Scribe's Cave Picture Prompt: To the Airwaves

On Mr. David Bowie