There is a place closer than you think.
A place where you might see a black person sometimes.
A place where there's ONE FUCKING MCDONALD'S.
A place where you can't let small animals out at night because they WILL die.
A place where children never get shot, but you kind of want to see them get shot.
A place that sometimes looks like a rancid dump or a rich white Republican man's playground; and never in between.
A place where my school once went on lockdown because there was a
stray dog on campus.
A place where sixty degrees Fahrenheit is too cold to go outside.
A place where the
criminally insane were released onto the streets one day and now you can't go outside alone past 11 PM.
And that place, is a little town we like to call: Newbury Park.
The other day I saw a seagull kill and begin to eat a rat until a raccoon killed
the seagull and ate it.
Newbury Park.
Tommy: My
peepee tickles when I look at the other boys on the playground.
Kyle: What are you FUCKING GAY?
You:
I want to die.
Welcome to Newbury Park.