His Own Assembly
Frankie squats on the living room hardwood floor. He grabs a blue, semicircular plastic connector. Then he stares at the directions, makes adjustments and adds a short yellow rod. The “Demon Coaster’s” main tower stands almost as tall as he does.
“Zupadea! Zupadea! Zupadea!” he says.
Building his own model roller coaster for the first time, sometimes he rests his chin on his knee. Sometimes, he rests his cheek.
in a hot summer breeze —
“where did that piece go?”
more by FRANK J. TASSONE
photograph by Jay Mantri
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