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.