Day 66- 11.21.20
Gentrification aflame in Berkeley
It isn’t a wildfire, not this time,
though the scent is eerily reminiscent
of the month the sky hung heavy and orange
after the lightning started a family of
But no, this time it’s a fire just down the street from here, just across the way from
the McDonald’s, diagonal from the
boarded up bank.
The smoke-ridden lot was once
An impressive ice cream factory,
or at least it appears to have been
from it’s worn signage.
For many months now the lot has been
home to a whopper of a construction site
all iron and foundation,
beams and cranes.
Now the luxury apartments burn
before even the wealthiest, white feet
can step inside.