inspired by Admirers Call It Art, but the Police Call It a Problem
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/04/23/us/23graffiti.html?_r=1&hpw
Four seniors in high school
Sheltered as suburbia
Sweet as summertime
We were AP, Honor Roll, Peer Group Leaders
Good girls
Sharing a can of green spray paint
Under the new concrete underpass at 3:30 am
Plumes of evergreen burst into being
Declaring our names
Sanctimonious college graduate in a Toyota
Pulled her car over
Screamed at us
“Why don’t you plant a tree?”
We laughed until dawn
As each drippy letter dried
Striving for permanence
Only graffiti can promise
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