CHARA BOOKER - Lost 6 to 3

... or a barracks, or a jail... the camera pulls up, up, above, and away... and we see all the surrounding neighborhoods... and even further out

we see the Kicks Instead of Kisses Neighborhood— the Cops n small time Robbers neighborhoods, and their victims neighborhoods and then there’s a shot of the moon

cause it’s round past midnight when the vampires n romantics come out to play and they’re all in love with it everybody whatever spell it’s casting tonight-today... all the bloody fucking/ preforming-presentational/ cinematic/ repressentin’ loony loons neighborhoods

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Chara Booker

Lost 6 to 3

Instantly, it seems fifty years can be forgotten. Who imagined the rights of women could be scattered and lost?

Lost, 6 to 3

I never met my Aunt Happy, my grandmother’s golden sister. But I have heard the stories about her kindness, her beauty. She had another name, a given name, But no one ever used it.

She was called by how she made everyone feel, Happy.

I wonder about her story when I rattle the skeletons in our family closet. How did Aunt Happy end up in the back street clinic?

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