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The richest girl in town.

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#5 [Saturday, Apr. 11th, 2009|04:44 pm]
The richest girl in town.

Take me out to the ballgame.

The Oakland Police Department are peddling
the latest tragedy as we walk through the gates,
boys in blue standing beside donation boxes
for the families of the most recently fallen officers,
and I’d feel a less bitter if I believed any of them
had given money to the mother of Oscar Grant
or his now fatherless four-year-old daughter.

But I digress.

We are chased from our seats by people
who hold tickets for them and forced
to confront the folks who sit in ours—
decent, legitimately purchased, and last-minute.
What we’d bought was the hostility of A’s fans lobbing
beers at the heads of the distraught Mariners fans
two rows ahead, who, with their balls,
should be rooting for the Braves.

We abandon our places amongst these A’s fans
for less aggressive Oaklanders two tiers up, and I wonder
if these folks are actually from Oakland, or like the cops outside,
live in Walnut Creek, Vallejo, San Leandro,
or safer white suburbs like San Francisco.

But I digress.

I have a hard time explaining why sporting events
evoke in me such horrible fear, such a clutch for safety:
he understands, though. These expressions of easy machismo
terrify my vagina, make my uterus go numb. Not dumb,
like E-40 would have it, if only there weren’t centuries
based upon this moment, my love of my city tied
to my own destruction as I yell quietly, hoping
no one notices, “Let’s go, Oakland. Let’s go.”

It’s opening day, and we lose, 5 to 4.

[User Picture]From: wordweaverlynn
2009-04-12 12:47 am (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: theaggregator
2009-04-12 01:04 am (UTC)
Well, it was good to see ya there, even though it was only for a minute or two...

But I digress.
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[User Picture]From: erg
2009-04-12 03:48 am (UTC)
Whatever you're doing with your pen, don't stop.

The older I get, the more my activist gets smacked in the face and my "Cops are bad, Blue means trouble" comes to the fore, even though I've known good ones.
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[User Picture]From: fa_ikaika
2009-04-12 05:14 am (UTC)
This is great L. I like the poem about the ghosts a teensy bit better on emotional grounds but this is a GREAT speaking truth to the obscene in human nature peice.

Remind me to tell you some time about being hostiled by drunken rugby fans during the 1981 Springbok Tour protests.

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[User Picture]From: raychoo
2009-04-12 06:06 am (UTC)
I love this.
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