That N-Word’s Crazy!

RECOGNITION

by

Nkosi Ife Bandele

 

On the elevator, finally alone, and so I left it fly. A split second before the doors snapped shut, he bounded in, and right then and there we both knew, our eyes locked, knowing smiles overtook our faces, a real stinky. We laughed, shook heads, and fist bumped like dudes.

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