Page 58 of Crank (Crank 1)

veins and

brain cells.

I was high.

I ran through

the alley,

inconsolable,

turned down

the sidewalk,

invincible,

five minutes

later,

I was scared.

Night Had Hung

a sultry, black curtain,

sequined gold.

It would have been

quite beautiful in another part of town.

But here, cars

cruised slowly,

checking out the

tightly knit groups

crowding sidewalks

and doorways.

Here,

color

was everything,

skin color,

hair color,

the color of

your jacket.

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