Reflections on Seattle

Still finishing up Part 2 to Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll so here's kind of a poem.


It was my first taste of freedom
Where I met my son's sperm donor
Where my son was born
The first place I was ever really alone
Where I took some risks
It is where I was stalked
Where I was raped 
Where I got my first apartment
It is where I drove by myself, my one and only time
Where I watched 2 men chase a girl who was screaming down the street
I learned to dumpster dive
It was where for the first time i felt like a minority
It's where I went to escape from what I was becoming
Only to make more mistakes