Oakland Fireworks : 1

In Uncategorized on November 14, 2010 at 5:03 pm

The following is a B-side essay from my MFA thesis project. It was originally written for the Real Simple Life Lessons Writing Contest, for which no response was ever received. Photograph of park bench, Frick Fine Arts Center, Oakland.

Walking to a friend’s house, I pass Louisa Street. I pause every time.

There’s not much traffic on Louisa Street. Nobody’s in a hurry. Nobody minds if a stranger stands on the corner, gazing at the dumpy apartment building on the edge of a dead-end street. It’s not much to look at, but for me the crumbling tenement building on Louisa Street is a kind of monument. This is where everything began.

Back in 1999, there were bars on the windows, and none of the furniture was mine. The TV was old and needed constant banging. The corners were dusty and the refrigerator was stocked only with Ultra Slimfast and a bottle of Jägermeister. But for four months, this place was mine.


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