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On the Street By Jan Steckel
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of the weirdnesses of East Oakland
living: hanks
of long straight black hair on the sidewalk, as
if the Virgin of Guadeloupe had manifested, and
then vanished in a puff of holy smoke, leaving
only her tresses as a relic. Hair
extensions detach from people constantly. Do
they just fall off after a while? If so, there's
a real market opportunity for an
improved hair extension adhesive. Maybe
they're yanked off in catfights, which
would explain the single high-heeled pump I
saw this morning in the middle of the street. Imagine
two transvestites fighting over a handbag. One
rips out the other's hair extensions. The
bald transvestite falls back into the gutter, takes
off a size ten shoe, hurls it at the other's head. A
siren sounds. They run away. Everything
makes sense to me now.
Copyright © 2008 Jan Steckel |
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Also by Jan Steckel on SoMa Literary Review: The
Necropolis Next Door, The
Gold Club, Performance
Anxiety, Charity
After the Hurricane, Getting
Slammed & Oakland writer and performance poet Jan Steckel’s work has also appeared in Margin, Lodestar Quarterly, BiMagazine, The Pedestal Magazine. She is the author of The Underwater Hospital. |
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Reproduction of material from SoMa Literary Review pages |