Ode to Oaktown by Lenore Weiss
Ode to Oaktown I wired my sorrows into Klieg lights and let them shine all over Oakland, city of Black Panthers and Hells Angels and General Strikes, driving from the Bronx in a green Toyota Corolla searching. Was it freedom, or a film I wanted to make something of myself, took refuge in Oakland’s Lake Merritt, caught breadcrumbs […]

