60465, REVISION!!! Posted by Giovanni, Wed Sep-20-06 05:49 PM
Carisia, Dawn, and Keith shrill over the music, tagging each other with super-soakers, whipping through a street littered with empty hug bottles and candy wrappers
that's dope!, Derrick says when we stumble upon police tape lining a neighborhood where blaring speakers are piled like totems above sweaty bodies
riding backbeats a Dj unleashes from his makeshift booth among the warped wooden porches of shuffled cards and scattered dominoes
i was in the eighth grade when my boy Adrian and i crashed Ashli's party and refused to leave 'til we were chased away by her older brother and some classmates
we barely escaped the ice water hurled at us from a cooler, shrieking as loud as the kids at this block party on a street tourists skip over, looking for the city they've seen in postcards
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