NYU Black Renaissance Noire Winter 2014 - Page 119
“I see. Well, it’s your yard,” he said,
turning to go to his own house.
Not two weeks after that conversation,
he dropped dead cutting his own front
yard. They said his heart gave out.
I felt my own heart racing as I sat on
the backdoor steps, which reminded
me of my primary concern my primary
concern these days, Prexylin. How
to market it? What were its properties?
Take one gold triangle and you can