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Mask Epilogue
Dangling from fingers the blue sail of my mask twirls tacking me to the Golden Gate wind kicking up nowdisplays the ocean’s white petticoatsseals in wet suitsfrying donuts in waterI drink hot coffee
In the Spring of 2011
I was there for the big bang when they imploded the 11-story Oak Knoll Naval Hospital, itself a combat veteran of changing times whispering dust along Keller Avenue together with
The Slur of Socialism
I’m not sure why everything that might make people’s lives easier and less stressful, is brushed aside by many Republicans with the stinging slur of socialism, an echo of red-baiting
The Oracle at the Car Dealership
At the Van-Trow car dealership in Monroe, Louisiana where I bought my Toyota Camry, guys sat holding Styrofoam cups and smoked cigarettes while a few of us do-si-doed around the
Up Close With the Pool of Knowledge
Once Liana drank from la guida’s cup, we didn’t know exactly what to expect. Other inductees had gone on to develop special talents like Elgin who was John Jr. and Marissa’s boy.
Why I Missed the Grateful Dead Concert at the Oakland Auditorium
Any number of reasons including how I’d arrived in the parking lot of the Lake Merritt BART station dressed in a suit, appropriate wear for my bank job, had to