Even as I stood in front of the Fat Lady, whose cackling gap-toothed twelve-feet-high, three-feet-wide body made me laugh for a solid hour, even as I collapsed in tears driven out of my eyes by laughter, I understood that the other name for San Francisco wasn't Frisco it was pay you dumb jerks from Oakland pay. the hand of San Francisco reaches out to grab your stupid little nickels and dimes.
Her semi-autobiographical novel Virgin Soul is. : Virgin Soul (9780971635241) by Juanita, Judy and a great selection of similar New, Used and Collectible Books available now at great prices. Pay, the voice said, to whomever took us on Saturday to the Fleischacker Zoo. The long prose poem in Gawdzilla, The Gun as Performance Poem, was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2014. I am expensive, the city always said, so pay me for my wonderful dark treats like the Steinhart Aquarium, with its dark wide hall lit up by tank after tank of bright gold green blue sharks dolphins whales stinger fish, cold-eyed still-as-a-corpse fish that didn't blink or budge when we tapped the thick glass with our fingernails. Every time, all my years as a child, that we crossed the bridge, we had to pay to get in, pay to get out, pay for every little thing. A lady of the night, a sorceress with her hands out. More than a coming of age novel, Virgin Soul is ultimately a meditation on love.
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