Sweating and smiling in spaghetti straps
blowing bubblegum and peeling it off the edges of their lips,
pruned, stretched, flattening it against the backs of their teeth
and the corrugated roofs of their mouths.
twisting cheap rings around fingers,
Stained sea glass green by cheap metal.
The sounds of basketballs hitting cool pavement slides through open windows
And loops around the napes of their necks and ankles.
swiping at flyaway hair that changes colors in the sun
and get caught between eyelashes,
squinted eyes watching the breeze
ripple the boys shirts against
their broad backs.