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this morning, while the rain bathed a parched oakland in moisture, and before the sun was even attempting to show herself, i woke from a nightmare. sometimes i’m able to ignore them. change the channel in my head so that i dream of something else without actually waking up. but not this morning. i don’t […]
the thing about moments is t hat they judge you…or rather you judge yourself against them. there is no dress rehershal…only the moment that in some way defines you…even as the next one will define you again and again and again. i hate when those moments define me as less than i want to be. […]
we took the long way from the powell station by accident. unseasonably warm in the city, we were almost sweating by the time we found the entrance. a bustle of people smiling and asking for cards or email addresses. i’m not sure what i expected. in some ways it was a throw back to the […]
“you sure did something to me when you spoke to me. i didn’t even need viagra. bam, through that brick wall back there.” the drums drowned out the competing music from some of the other stalls and it gave the old man an excuse to lean in to my ear after he tapped my shoulder […]
the thing is…it does more damage. not simply to property, although the blazing cars and crushed car and business windows show proof of that, but of lives. fourteen arrests so far and what does that mean for young brown people. livelihoods of folks who own property that has been destroyed. resentment – on both ends […]
the rain wasn’t coming down hard but it was persistent. i draped my letter jacket, leather side down, on the soaking parking lot and squinted in the waning light looking for the locked lugnut so i could remove the flat tire. my sister had hit a curb and didn’t seem to readily recall how to […]
No Uganda. Got the email today. I have to say that I still maintain that email rejections – though inexpensive – are among the crueler things technology has wrought.
Fog in the oakland is more than a cloak or ominous shadow, it is a living thing wafting its cloudy breath across the bay. Driving into it is like descending into another world. The air is moist, sound muffled, light distorted,. Foggy mornings filter the sun, leaving it an unimpressive white disk; as if […]
I don’t think any politician is just like me. In fact, I pretty much assume that the lives they live are not just different but VERY different. Point in fact, no one clamors to see me (let alone pays for that “honor”) when I visit a town. There are no signs with my name […]
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Oscar Grant Protest Jan. 14, 2009
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