Boys of Summer

Memory fragment, London 31st May 2016:

Boys on the border of the pond, mid-summer eve. Shorts and underwear, hints of muscle. Two dive into the water, scare away the coots. It gets cooler, the water freezes. They shout and push each other. The sun sets, the joggers see nothing. I sit on a bench facing the pond, writing as my iPhone runs out of juice.