“Crown Heights” by Christine Stoddard

Naked, the lovers folded themselves in the empty bathtub
     and listened to each other breathe quieter than spiders
        as the dirt-bike boys ripped past their teetering apartment
            their first-ever home in New York City, a myth in the making

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