Skyscraping

A UNIVERSE AWAY I drop my backpack. Run. Don't wait for the elevator. Chase the stairs down, like a slide. Run past Jimmy, out onto Riverside. I make it to the water. Yell at a boat on the Hudson, beg it to take me away, under a bridge, out to the ocean, vast and wide, beg someone to make me blind, take me out of this shady city, to a country, a continent, a universe away from here. BLURRED My eyes blur, I don't know what I've just seen. My legs shake, the earth has shifted. Excerpted from Skyscraping by Cordelia Jensen All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.