Behind his apartment complex, towards the reservoir, where they found that dead black girl, Levell ran into rigid limbs and soft edges that cut red lines across his naked brown body. All he knew about these woods was that syringes littered the ground. White soap foams, like spiked plates sticking out of a dinosaur’s spine, slithered down his torso. Running shampoo gave him red eyes. He was taking a shower, getting ready to visit his mother when he heard banging …
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“I need another blanket please,” Kyoko said. With blanket in hand Black nods at me like “here we go” and walks her upstairs behind her. Late night, after a blunt and a 40, I asked him about Kyoko. “Hell yeah I smashed that bitch. She’s only 19, nine years older than my daughter, but she said she wanted to have fun. Dawgs…dawgs,” he said, pacing in a circle and clapping his hands. “You know her friend that kept following her …
This was my first night staying in a hostel. Sitting in that room anchored me from drifting in the currents of the city’s streets. I was cut away from eyes and bodies that could see and touch what I could not hide. Staring out the window, smoking a splif, and eating a burrito, I was happy to, if just for a night, watch the world instead of it watching me. I got reborn taking a shower. The hot water was …
“Let me tell you something child, you are the fifth secretary I’ve had in two weeks. The last boy I had came in here and tried to practice on me. He didn’t know to work that machine.” Permanently crouched over, Mrs. Kirby pointed to the computer like it’s some kind of frozen alien, liable to start moving at any time. “Do you know how to work that machine cause I don’t mess with that thing there. I don’t know nothing …
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