I brought this one girl from Cali to be with me She compared my reality with the pill in the Matrix and said she’d rather live in fantasy than to accept my truth Stepping over crack heads and alcoholics while fighting business men for the last seat left on the train

I remained steadfast Untouched by her ignorance New York The city that never sleeps Hell of a rat race if you ask me We walk around the city streets like laboratory mice So set on reaching our destination that we have little time to notice the failed path of others

We eat, sleep, and sh*t New York and believe there are no others above us I mean all the tourist love us Texas Rangers call us “Dangerous” West Coast living label us strangers Down South folk pray for us Even we don’t love us… sometimes

Yet every country girl wanna take the train to New York City See the lights of Times Square Munching on slimy cheese pizza Take the train to Brooklyn where hip hop lives on every corner Next to Trinidadians and Jamaicans Where half of the men that’s been to jail come back claiming to be Rastafarians

New York was my first puppy love I courted boroughs slipping and sliding through Port Authority From Westchester to Christopher Allowed the pier to rock me to sleep Midnight voguing and party cruises Crazy Nannies, GirlzParty, and The Buddha Bar

Saw Hillary Clinton for the first time marching through the Gay Pride Parade Starbucks in the Village I love me some Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde’s Amy Ruth’s and Golden Crust Shopping on Fordham Chilling at BBQ Down to 6th Ave bargain pricing Backdoor shopping in the wholesale district The best places often got closed down, too much foot traffic Fresh flowers and crisp produce Amish has the best fresh squeezed juice & no, we don’t mess with the hotdogs unless we’re drunk and then we like them greasy

No one ever said that love would be easy New York courted me with Nuyorican and Bowery Where believe it or not, I was often too timid to speak Was all caught up in my throat until I recited for Isaac Hayes over smothered pork chops and rice And he said I was dope, def, nice… Even asked me to write a song, not once, but twice And I used to JAM in The Grove Live R&B, Funk, and Soul Darlene seeing Luther at the Whitney Running into Mike Tyson on Wall Street Slow strolling through the Smithsonian Working down at Battery

New York was always uninhibited but what mattered to me was her authenticity She accepted me for…. ME No excuses needed for my gayness All colors of the flag welcomed without hesitation She & I could hold hands in public without fear of repercussion Hell, we were gay by the dozen And that was… OK Got caught staring the first time I saw two men kissing in public They laughed, after all they said, “It happens all the time” And not the staring… but the kissing There were no closets unless I created the blueprint to build them

So yes, I swallowed the pill so that I could love New York faithfully just as was Gritty, seductive, and voluptuous She’ll always be one hell of a woman to me

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