Royal Treatment

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Apr 12 2016

April 10th, in Long Beach, on Sunday evening down the street from Poly Burgers along New York Avenue, a backyard gathering of Cambodian Americans surrounded a ten-by-ten blue top pop-up tent just in case the gigantic gray clouds were called to drop their payload of raindrops. A secondary location was selected out of necessity and security based on a preceding event. The Long Beach Fire Department was called to the scene of an early morning third-alarm emergency at the Royal Buffet by an off-duty fire fighter. Sixty-four brave firefighters battled the blaze for forty-five minutes before the fire hoses bursting water […]

Master Peace

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Apr 10 2016

The peremptory verdict was found over a series of numerous trials by the jury and ruled final by Judge Gary J. Ferarri. His voice announced the life sentences to the defendants shackled from ankles to wrists in baggy navy blue prison uniforms. The gavel pounded the wooden plate for each defendant responsible for the slaying. As soon as the plaintiff escorts the citizens away, behind the wooden door, they are renamed into numeric convicts. They were handed the people’s blame for what they destroyed with their hands. Ms. King’s attention was undivided. She heard the ringing sound of victory and […]

Dream Peelers

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Mar 21 2016

During the middle of the night the swells were prime. It was nothing to go from Playa del Rey to Malibu in a black Tacoma truck. He wasn’t afraid to do what he loved even if there was no direct sunlight. Keen eyes adjust to the darkness. Christian referred to a small portion of Pacific waves he rode as “dream peelers.” A surfer’s experience ridden language reveals how Lord God peels away the mermaid-elephant scales of our hearts. Earthen bumps on carrots and purple potatoes. Our skin peels in front of the sun. The peels of skin shed for our souls. […]

Streaks

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Mar 20 2016

The black PT Cruiser was left parallel parked on the one-way street. Before she entered the apartment she said, “I need to change into my blue jeans, t-shirt and socks. Then I’ll be good.” Going through the trial by fire, Ms. King said, “This is where we relax in the back when I go through my stress modes and all that other stuff in life.” Three distinct sun flares burst through the narrow alleyway between two abut apartment buildings. Streaks of justice stream in from a storehouse not yet fully known. Only Light can drive out darkness. Ms. King is seated […]

Two Shirts

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Feb 27 2016

He is a passerby who posted himself at the edge of a 316-foot parcel of land surrounded by a chain link fence. Below a red Anaheim Angel’s hat he ganders at the unfolding 14th Street skate park expansion day. Meandering homeless find their way from different sections of the city to the Long Beach Rescue Mission. John the Baptist once said, “Anyone with two shirts should share with the one who has none.” When I walked up to him little did I know he’d share the second shirt by lifting up his black dress shirt to communicate where his words […]

Skater 115

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Feb 22 2016

One day opposing atoms form a molecule on the outskirts of the Los Angeles Sports Arena. Skate Wars has bonded the two together. Pointed at each other, the competition forces Skater 115 and the rest to become atom smashers. Enthusiasm for the day is mirrored in these millennial’s mannerisms. Inner city talents bargain with each other sometimes below the true value of their inner being. White lights shoot around the Sports Arena’s curvature like proton beams. Lord God is the force holding the accelerating atoms in the same direction and even when they collide. He made the rules. Rapidly released violence […]

Square Miles

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Feb 14 2016

The fresh ledge comes to a point where Juice crouches at the edge. Readiness pierces through his harshly lit eyes. He is a character you’d expect to find in the city, but rarely see. One in fifty square miles. Repeated fence patterns appease the eye like a homer over the stadium fences. A wildcat in a batting cage. Power in the pledge. Shake the dust off the turquoise shoes. Chosen and precious in the sight of the Supreme. Focus mutes noise. Although deserted by teachers, police and strata societies smooth stones are pressed into wall of concrete. As each one […]

Penmanship

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Feb 07 2016

Centered comfortably on a cream colored sofa chair, Laurietta King looks out pensively to gather affirmative words in Perris, California. Gigantic green balloons float against the backdrop of kilned foothills outside her home just broken in like a pair of shoes. Distance has removed her far from the Beach’s Pacific breeze. The baking heat keeps her inside for the sake of another who cannot wait for her loving reply. Around the country these prisoners are stacked upon one another like these white envelopes. One hand written single loose leaf response to a yellow legal letter written to her from prisoners around […]

The Motion

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Jan 31 2016

A name tag inside the custom backlit cutout shines white light within the furniture box. Actively speaking, it’s former First District Councilmember Robert Garcia. An unannounced vote: Y, N or A has yet to be known. He is originally from Lima, Peru which is a Pacific coastal city like Long Beach, California. They both reside along a beautiful shoreline. Lima means “talker” and there’s motion between here and there. Robert’s hands on advocacy has strengthened community relationships as well as improved ever-changing conditions of the neighborhood. Not only has he used his voice within the inner chambers of government, but […]

Override

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Jan 26 2016

Skateboarders are pushing down the auto orchard. Placed in the citrus street like folded evidence markers, black and yellow. Black and yellow. Black and yellow. Unity remains among the throng of skateboarders even though their hero has been removed from life. Mike is remembered in a day of a skateboarding go. It was a good day. Mike is remembered in dramatic voices of the streets like a loudspeaker blaring over a storm. The lyrics of Reminisce in my mind overlay lives together on an audio timeline. Pharrell’s Prequel Mixtape released a year and a few months after the “soon to […]