Kay Kestner
@kaykestner.bsky.social
GenX Poet & Writer. Proud to be the daughter of a man who could do calculus in his head, was a child during WWII, and served overseas during the Cold War. Sadly, I did not inherit his math gene & can barely count on my fingers.
Just had a great time with other writers in a discussion on how our creative writing can speak up for democracy and human rights. #creative-resisters #writing #resist
a close up of a person writing with a pen on a piece of paper .
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November 8, 2025 at 11:06 PM
Just had a great time with other writers in a discussion on how our creative writing can speak up for democracy and human rights. #creative-resisters #writing #resist
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@indivisible.org DANCE FOR DEMOCRACY DUBLIN! #NOKINGS @news.rte.ie @rte.ie @rteone.rte.ie @nbcnews.com @gavinnewsom.bsky.social @rosie.com @irishtimes.com @newstalkfm.bsky.social
October 18, 2025 at 6:07 PM
@indivisible.org DANCE FOR DEMOCRACY DUBLIN! #NOKINGS @news.rte.ie @rte.ie @rteone.rte.ie @nbcnews.com @gavinnewsom.bsky.social @rosie.com @irishtimes.com @newstalkfm.bsky.social
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#NoKings day has begun!
Great turnout today - right now! - in Barcelona, protesting Trump’s dictator actions.
We will restore democracy.
I estimate we’ve had ~250 people here, though some more have stopped through. Barcelona has just over 7,000 residents who are from the U.S.
#notyrants
We will restore democracy.
I estimate we’ve had ~250 people here, though some more have stopped through. Barcelona has just over 7,000 residents who are from the U.S.
#notyrants
October 18, 2025 at 11:06 AM
#NoKings day has begun!
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One of my favorite things about monitoring actions throughout the day is seeing the international solidarity start trickling in early 💙💙💙
America! Your expats and your friends are *always* with you! Sending you love and courage and #NoKings solidarity and frog costumes from Melbourne, Australia. Make fascism history again!
October 18, 2025 at 5:26 AM
One of my favorite things about monitoring actions throughout the day is seeing the international solidarity start trickling in early 💙💙💙
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Take a picture of yourself at the No Kings rally.
Print it.
Put it in a frame.
Your grandchildren will speak about you for generations to come. You took a stand against fascism. You stood up for democracy. 
Print it.
Put it in a frame.
Your grandchildren will speak about you for generations to come. You took a stand against fascism. You stood up for democracy. 
October 16, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Take a picture of yourself at the No Kings rally.
Print it.
Put it in a frame.
Your grandchildren will speak about you for generations to come. You took a stand against fascism. You stood up for democracy. 
Print it.
Put it in a frame.
Your grandchildren will speak about you for generations to come. You took a stand against fascism. You stood up for democracy. 
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Every time Trump escalates his attacks on our communities, the #NoKings movement grows stronger.
We, the millions of Americans who make up of this peaceful movement, are coming together on Oct. 18th to say: NO KINGS! app.sosha.ai/s/RESRtd0p
We, the millions of Americans who make up of this peaceful movement, are coming together on Oct. 18th to say: NO KINGS! app.sosha.ai/s/RESRtd0p
October 17, 2025 at 9:38 PM
Every time Trump escalates his attacks on our communities, the #NoKings movement grows stronger.
We, the millions of Americans who make up of this peaceful movement, are coming together on Oct. 18th to say: NO KINGS! app.sosha.ai/s/RESRtd0p
We, the millions of Americans who make up of this peaceful movement, are coming together on Oct. 18th to say: NO KINGS! app.sosha.ai/s/RESRtd0p
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October 6, 2025 at 3:01 PM
Just making some goodies to share on #NoKings day here in Tom's River, NJ. Get crafty with your signs. Come out Saturday to share your smiles, hope, and love.
October 17, 2025 at 2:22 AM
Just making some goodies to share on #NoKings day here in Tom's River, NJ. Get crafty with your signs. Come out Saturday to share your smiles, hope, and love.
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Scenes from the soggy yet spirited No Kings rally in Dublin, Ireland, today. We did our part… Excited to see what you do, America! We love you! #nokings
June 14, 2025 at 12:45 PM
Scenes from the soggy yet spirited No Kings rally in Dublin, Ireland, today. We did our part… Excited to see what you do, America! We love you! #nokings
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"How does it feel to get arrested at 87 years old?
He said "I'm just beginning!"
He said "I'm just beginning!"
June 15, 2025 at 2:18 PM
"How does it feel to get arrested at 87 years old?
He said "I'm just beginning!"
He said "I'm just beginning!"
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Even Mother Nature is done with Felon47’s bullshit.
June 15, 2025 at 3:11 PM
Even Mother Nature is done with Felon47’s bullshit.
My Mom, Rose, volunteered as a "Grandfriend" at a local Head Start program. I've got a pic of her with the kids wearing crowns. Mom passed away in November. I know she'd have wanted to be at the #NoKings protest. I made one sign for her with that pic & one sign for me. Mom & I were there together .
June 15, 2025 at 4:12 PM
My Mom, Rose, volunteered as a "Grandfriend" at a local Head Start program. I've got a pic of her with the kids wearing crowns. Mom passed away in November. I know she'd have wanted to be at the #NoKings protest. I made one sign for her with that pic & one sign for me. Mom & I were there together .
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Heart’s Poverty
Heart’s Poverty Your heart was not edged in gold for love is no coin or currency. And all the riches of the world cannot buy your lonely heart out of its painful poverty. © Written May, 31st, 2010 - Kay Kestner No Kings - No Tyrants…
Heart’s Poverty Your heart was not edged in gold for love is no coin or currency. And all the riches of the world cannot buy your lonely heart out of its painful poverty. © Written May, 31st, 2010 - Kay Kestner No Kings - No Tyrants…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Heart’s Poverty
Heart’s Poverty Your heart was not edged in gold for love is no coin or currency. And all the riches of the world cannot buy your lonely heart out of its painful poverty. © Written May, 31st, 2010 - Kay Kestner No Kings - No Tyrants National and International Day of Protests - June 14, 2025 Get the USA - No Kings Rallies…
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May 31, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Heart’s Poverty
Heart’s Poverty Your heart was not edged in gold for love is no coin or currency. And all the riches of the world cannot buy your lonely heart out of its painful poverty. © Written May, 31st, 2010 - Kay Kestner No Kings - No Tyrants…
Heart’s Poverty Your heart was not edged in gold for love is no coin or currency. And all the riches of the world cannot buy your lonely heart out of its painful poverty. © Written May, 31st, 2010 - Kay Kestner No Kings - No Tyrants…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Enough of Arguing
Enough of Arguing I am tired of words and even the music is getting old. There is more than what our lips say. Sit with me. Quietly. These words have become too good at arguing. Say nothing tonight. Let me listen to your breath. Give…
Enough of Arguing I am tired of words and even the music is getting old. There is more than what our lips say. Sit with me. Quietly. These words have become too good at arguing. Say nothing tonight. Let me listen to your breath. Give…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Enough of Arguing
Enough of Arguing I am tired of words and even the music is getting old. There is more than what our lips say. Sit with me. Quietly. These words have become too good at arguing. Say nothing tonight. Let me listen to your breath. Give this angry language a rest. Let me hear your heart beating beneath your breast. Words cannot compensate
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May 22, 2025 at 1:05 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Enough of Arguing
Enough of Arguing I am tired of words and even the music is getting old. There is more than what our lips say. Sit with me. Quietly. These words have become too good at arguing. Say nothing tonight. Let me listen to your breath. Give…
Enough of Arguing I am tired of words and even the music is getting old. There is more than what our lips say. Sit with me. Quietly. These words have become too good at arguing. Say nothing tonight. Let me listen to your breath. Give…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Always
Always Occasionally, we can breathe, really breathe instead of sucking on the humid remains of yesterday's rain. We can smell the scent of life as something other than the sap of a bitter tree. Occasionally, we're pretty, not sexy, not dirty. We…
Always Occasionally, we can breathe, really breathe instead of sucking on the humid remains of yesterday's rain. We can smell the scent of life as something other than the sap of a bitter tree. Occasionally, we're pretty, not sexy, not dirty. We…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Always
Always Occasionally, we can breathe, really breathe instead of sucking on the humid remains of yesterday's rain. We can smell the scent of life as something other than the sap of a bitter tree. Occasionally, we're pretty, not sexy, not dirty. We get the chance, now and then, to be human. We speak, and on a strange night we are heard.
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May 20, 2025 at 12:23 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Always
Always Occasionally, we can breathe, really breathe instead of sucking on the humid remains of yesterday's rain. We can smell the scent of life as something other than the sap of a bitter tree. Occasionally, we're pretty, not sexy, not dirty. We…
Always Occasionally, we can breathe, really breathe instead of sucking on the humid remains of yesterday's rain. We can smell the scent of life as something other than the sap of a bitter tree. Occasionally, we're pretty, not sexy, not dirty. We…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Survival of The Soul
Survival of The Soul I push the palm of my hand against hers. She pushes back. With heat and sweat and friction we rub the dirt from our hands. We are not wanting to be clean. We are wanting to be released from under the surface from…
Survival of The Soul I push the palm of my hand against hers. She pushes back. With heat and sweat and friction we rub the dirt from our hands. We are not wanting to be clean. We are wanting to be released from under the surface from…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Survival of The Soul
Survival of The Soul I push the palm of my hand against hers. She pushes back. With heat and sweat and friction we rub the dirt from our hands. We are not wanting to be clean. We are wanting to be released from under the surface from under the skin. Inside we are immaculately unstained, pure as the absence of good and evil.
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April 18, 2025 at 11:27 AM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Survival of The Soul
Survival of The Soul I push the palm of my hand against hers. She pushes back. With heat and sweat and friction we rub the dirt from our hands. We are not wanting to be clean. We are wanting to be released from under the surface from…
Survival of The Soul I push the palm of my hand against hers. She pushes back. With heat and sweat and friction we rub the dirt from our hands. We are not wanting to be clean. We are wanting to be released from under the surface from…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Second Location
Second Location When attacked a woman must not allow her assailant to take her to the second location. There is no escape from there. That is where he will kill her. I do not remember when I heard about that, about certain death at the second…
Second Location When attacked a woman must not allow her assailant to take her to the second location. There is no escape from there. That is where he will kill her. I do not remember when I heard about that, about certain death at the second…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Second Location
Second Location When attacked a woman must not allow her assailant to take her to the second location. There is no escape from there. That is where he will kill her. I do not remember when I heard about that, about certain death at the second location. But when I was fifteen an underpaid counselor convinced my parents to check me into an over
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April 17, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Second Location
Second Location When attacked a woman must not allow her assailant to take her to the second location. There is no escape from there. That is where he will kill her. I do not remember when I heard about that, about certain death at the second…
Second Location When attacked a woman must not allow her assailant to take her to the second location. There is no escape from there. That is where he will kill her. I do not remember when I heard about that, about certain death at the second…
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I just landed in San Salvador a little while ago, and I look forward to meeting with the team at the U.S. embassy to discuss the release of Mr. Abrego Garcia.
I also hope to meet with Salvadoran officials and with Kilmar himself. He was illegally abducted and needs to come home.
I also hope to meet with Salvadoran officials and with Kilmar himself. He was illegally abducted and needs to come home.
Just landed in El Salvador to discuss release of Kilmar Abrego Garcia
YouTube video by Senator Chris Van Hollen
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April 16, 2025 at 3:32 PM
I just landed in San Salvador a little while ago, and I look forward to meeting with the team at the U.S. embassy to discuss the release of Mr. Abrego Garcia.
I also hope to meet with Salvadoran officials and with Kilmar himself. He was illegally abducted and needs to come home.
I also hope to meet with Salvadoran officials and with Kilmar himself. He was illegally abducted and needs to come home.
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I’m about to board my flight to El Salvador, where I hope to meet with senior government officials to discuss the return of Kilmar Abrego Garcia.
I also hope to see Kilmar and check on his condition — and remind him that we won’t stop fighting until he’s home.
I also hope to see Kilmar and check on his condition — and remind him that we won’t stop fighting until he’s home.
Headed to El Salvador to meet with government officials and discuss return of Kilmar Abrego Garcia
YouTube video by Senator Chris Van Hollen
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April 16, 2025 at 10:13 AM
I’m about to board my flight to El Salvador, where I hope to meet with senior government officials to discuss the return of Kilmar Abrego Garcia.
I also hope to see Kilmar and check on his condition — and remind him that we won’t stop fighting until he’s home.
I also hope to see Kilmar and check on his condition — and remind him that we won’t stop fighting until he’s home.
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Delivering the Truth
Delivering the Truth Can you go it alone? Your army is lightyears away. You are an alien they treat like a traitor. Who are you? Stand back. Step back. Get out. Go. They don’t know. They do not want to know. Can you alone walk into a…
Delivering the Truth Can you go it alone? Your army is lightyears away. You are an alien they treat like a traitor. Who are you? Stand back. Step back. Get out. Go. They don’t know. They do not want to know. Can you alone walk into a…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Delivering the Truth
Delivering the Truth Can you go it alone? Your army is lightyears away. You are an alien they treat like a traitor. Who are you? Stand back. Step back. Get out. Go. They don’t know. They do not want to know. Can you alone walk into a room state your name do what you do then leave knowing the best they’ll do
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April 16, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: Delivering the Truth
Delivering the Truth Can you go it alone? Your army is lightyears away. You are an alien they treat like a traitor. Who are you? Stand back. Step back. Get out. Go. They don’t know. They do not want to know. Can you alone walk into a…
Delivering the Truth Can you go it alone? Your army is lightyears away. You are an alien they treat like a traitor. Who are you? Stand back. Step back. Get out. Go. They don’t know. They do not want to know. Can you alone walk into a…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: March To Sunrise
March To Sunrise by Kay Kestner: March To Sunrise And with the dark of evening settling, it is time to keep marching on. We are almost there. Do not stop here. One morning, we will arrive. We will set no camps tonight. We will…
March To Sunrise by Kay Kestner: March To Sunrise And with the dark of evening settling, it is time to keep marching on. We are almost there. Do not stop here. One morning, we will arrive. We will set no camps tonight. We will…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: March To Sunrise
March To Sunrise by Kay Kestner: March To Sunrise And with the dark of evening settling, it is time to keep marching on. We are almost there. Do not stop here. One morning, we will arrive. We will set no camps tonight. We will march on to the sunrise. © Written January 28, 2011 - Kay Kestner Nationwide Protests April 5th, 2025…
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April 5, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: March To Sunrise
March To Sunrise by Kay Kestner: March To Sunrise And with the dark of evening settling, it is time to keep marching on. We are almost there. Do not stop here. One morning, we will arrive. We will set no camps tonight. We will…
March To Sunrise by Kay Kestner: March To Sunrise And with the dark of evening settling, it is time to keep marching on. We are almost there. Do not stop here. One morning, we will arrive. We will set no camps tonight. We will…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: These Sorts of Things
These Sorts of Things by Kay Kestner: These Sorts of Things She takes seagull feathers builds a strange driftwood bird with crab claw feet and horseshoe crab tail beak. She does not wonder will it fly. The clam shells spit…
These Sorts of Things by Kay Kestner: These Sorts of Things She takes seagull feathers builds a strange driftwood bird with crab claw feet and horseshoe crab tail beak. She does not wonder will it fly. The clam shells spit…
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: These Sorts of Things
These Sorts of Things by Kay Kestner: These Sorts of Things She takes seagull feathers builds a strange driftwood bird with crab claw feet and horseshoe crab tail beak. She does not wonder will it fly. The clam shells spit sand laughing at her ugly bird that hisses, hums, and barks but never like a pretty bird sings. Yes, she is always making
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April 4, 2025 at 12:51 PM
Daily Dose of #Poetry – Today’s Poem: These Sorts of Things
These Sorts of Things by Kay Kestner: These Sorts of Things She takes seagull feathers builds a strange driftwood bird with crab claw feet and horseshoe crab tail beak. She does not wonder will it fly. The clam shells spit…
These Sorts of Things by Kay Kestner: These Sorts of Things She takes seagull feathers builds a strange driftwood bird with crab claw feet and horseshoe crab tail beak. She does not wonder will it fly. The clam shells spit…
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I called my senators today and told them I want Cory Booker to be the senate minority leader.
We can’t hold hearings. We don’t have subpoena power. We can’t pass budgets. But we CAN filibuster, and we CAN change party leadership.
We can’t hold hearings. We don’t have subpoena power. We can’t pass budgets. But we CAN filibuster, and we CAN change party leadership.
April 2, 2025 at 3:09 PM
I called my senators today and told them I want Cory Booker to be the senate minority leader.
We can’t hold hearings. We don’t have subpoena power. We can’t pass budgets. But we CAN filibuster, and we CAN change party leadership.
We can’t hold hearings. We don’t have subpoena power. We can’t pass budgets. But we CAN filibuster, and we CAN change party leadership.
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You can totally see how this mf bankrupted a casino.
April 3, 2025 at 1:45 AM
You can totally see how this mf bankrupted a casino.