Someone recently asked me in which part of Los Angeles i live, despite my screen name being “ry of Venice.” Ok, ok, so maybe he wasn’t sure if i was originally from there and then moved or what. I restrained the asshole in me and replied Venice.
Yes, i live in Venice, Los Angeles, California, United States of America.
I am from Venice:
Where graffiti meets the sand,
Where paved roads turn to watery canals,
Where streets are to be walked on and courts to be driven on,
Where Baywatch guards the beach and a ballerina clown guards Rose & Main,
Where Arnold trained and Gehry drew,
Where Jim Morrison played and Harry Perry still does,
Where new art homes and lofts mingle with old craftsman bungalows,
Where ducks float on the pond and gulls on the sea air,
Where the largest employer works behind giant binoculars,
Where tattoo parlors and surf shops are tucked under the colonnades of Main and Winward,
Where residents annually stroll though their neighbors' houses to admire their art collections,
Where residents will pay to stroll through their neighbors' property to admire their gardens,
Where drum circles gather and sage burns,
Where sword swallowers and street comics entertain,
Venice, Coney Island of the Pacific, Dogtown,
Land of the Beats and the Hips, Z-Boys and the Crips and tourists on trips.
Venice.
Ryan J. Nelson ©2009
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