from sea to shining sea

i think she meant to say graceful, but instead she says gracious. you have such a gracious walk. she says it at least five times. i'm walking by that building on jackson street where the, mostly, pleasantly, insane live. i say thank you. she imitates my walk, and i think if that's really how i walk, then....i don't know how i've made it this far, or maybe i think, work, mama! but i can't remember now. i am wearing that new bright red jacket that's got gay written all over it, so i expect a little attention. i look at the hummingbirds. they're amazing. those wings are vibrating, girl. peter had just posted a blurb on facebook about how often he gets harassed in oakland. i was slightly offended, not that i need to defend oakland, but it's not accurate to say oakland is homophobic and san francisco is not. i've been harassed for being a fag all over this country, and world, for that matter, including san francisco, and including the castro. i'm not saying the gracious lady is harassing me, she's just drunk and and slightly crazy. she's bored, and she knows a hot walk when she sees one. i'm all about that shit.