I made my way past families and their friends and their kids and their families;
enjoying their final moments of humid evening
out on their stoops
under telephone lines and dangling sneakers.
I see a young boy a couple yards in front of me
holding onto a tree for dear life.
I notice that he is wearing roller skates;
and completely baffled
by how they are supposed to work
how is he seriously supposed to move or roll or skate?
he cautiously and semi-frantically looks over his shoulder
to his friends
seeking support.
After no acknowledgement, he calls out,
"A LITTLE HELP WOULD BE NICE!"
By this point I am basically in front of him.
We make eye contact.
No one responds.
A little farther now, I turn back around empathetically.
"Make them tighter!" I yell.
He stops moving.
Eyes me suspiciously,
"Tighter?"
I half smile and nod.
He nods back, "Tighter."
[Dust under the rug.]
