Pivot
I roller skate with your ghost
It’s a couples’ skate, we’re hand in hand
The children roll behind us
In front of us
Behind us
My palms sweat like I was in 5th grade
Yours are glassy, cool, confident
Ghastly grip surprisingly strong
Never lets go
Around we go
The music stops
The kids need help with their laces
Their cheeks are berry red
Slightly out of breath
We all pile into the car
Cinch our seat-belts tight