It’s time forÂ New York to earn officialÂ sticky status, and for city dwellersÂ of all stripes head to the beach. So in honor of the new season,Â AbhayamÂ is backÂ with a narrativeÂ poemÂ about Coney Island:
It is so big!!!
And holy Starburys, isnâ€™t that like where former NBA superstar Stephon Marbury grew up and Jesus Shuttlesworth from that old Spike Lee film â€œHe Got Game,â€ and like last summer Beyonce totally rode the rollercoaster and danced around there for like one of her videos or something, remember?
Hello Coney Island!!!Â
Returns Valley Girl voice to sender and â€¦ |||wait||| Â people actually go in that water? Â #thingsNewYorkersSay said the way New Yorkers Â say it.
Letâ€™s turn the pageâ€¦a few more pagesâ€¦ok, letâ€™s just fast forward to last week when before I could even make eye contact with Coney Island â€˜s infamous wooden rollercoaster, The Cyclone I was taken aback by the sign for
ITâ€™SUGARÂ #sparkly #cutesy #gentrilicious #postSandy new sparkly (said that already) big ass candy storeâ€¦
Well, this sour-patch kid gave it a side-eye and randomly jumped aboard a boarding B36 like she was the illegitimate diabetic child of Kara Walker. Piff. What next? Build-A-Bear?Â
No comment. Just stares from
a young man with a $ sign tattooed on his cheek. Oh.Â
Since I had no real destination I decided to exit when and wherever he exited.
#Adventure #Stalker #reallyrandom
And I did #Facts
I had to get off the bus at some point.Â
And #YOLO #justsaying
Welcome toâ€¦Oâ€™DWYER GARDENS*Â
Although I wanted to follow the bro not just off the bus but over the concrete and through the hood–a ladybug didn’tÂ know how these gardens grow, grew… if any big bad wolvesâ€¦ So I stood at 33rd and Surf Avenue looking around. Across the street the sun beamed. There was boardwalk between the two signs that read DEAD END.
What the – – – – was I doing here? Ahhm –here in these housing projects that were soÂ prominentlyÂ featured in â€œHe GotÂ Game.â€ Holy Jesus Shuttlesworth
was Spike Leeâ€™s Ghost of Gentrification [Present] fueling this random @$$ adventure? You know how most non-ghetto affiliated folks brains register (when encountering THE PJs) â€œNothing to see here, folks. Keep it moving!â€
Mine started singing the Dora the Explorer theme song like â€œCâ€™mon vamanos everybody letâ€™s go!!!â€Â
And so I did.Â
I went.| inâ€¦sideâ€¦of the courtyard–no key || no buzzer –on this beautiful Tuesday afternoon I was down to make new friends. So
I greeted a Boricua bro (who had even cooler tattoos then the other fellow) y Morena sis–two 40-something old friends whose family had 3 generations in these experiments or projects.Â
Man, I thought, if anyone knew Coney Island–the fun the sun that old ass wooden rollercoaster all that pre ITâ€™SUGAR summer in the C.I. itâ€™d be them.Â
So I asked.
FFWD 60 Minutes.
Â â€œIf I may, sir, how donâ€™t you break down?â€
And he was saying that he does–that he did –he broke down |just|Â last| night.Â
And mentally I was melting like wet cotton candy. What had I done, did, found, stumbled uponâ€¦
Listen sweety, some of the stuff we told you–if you put it out there could get us killed, said the friend.
Time to vamanos.
They jokingly insisted that I walk the boardwalk back to the subway–no
more bus.Â YouÂ need toÂ SEEÂ Coney Island.
Mannnn –And I thought I was down, well-aware of what summers in the hood oft entail.
Got a born, bred and still residing in the South Bronx best friend who regularly reminds me with her vacation (escape plans). â€œA., in the summer everyday is a weekend and thatâ€˜s why I have to get out of here,â€ Â she says. Cops told me the same night I was robbed in pre-Â ITâ€˜SUGAResque Bushwick,â€œIf you can–think about moving–it getsÂ worseÂ in the summer.â€
ONCE upon a time there was community Â folks left their doors open, neighbors borrowed and paid it forward theyÂ didn’tÂ steal and sell it for lessÂ than its worthâ€¦ but shit changed. Then the levees broke and flooded the inner cities with â€¦
But thisÂ SAMOÂ©Â stopped my heart because it wasn’t the same ol shit.
This bro â€¦Â #smh #ICANT
â€œTell her why I donâ€™t let you [his teenage son] be outside or be at the rides at night?â€
â€œ3 THREE MONTHS no electricity after Sandy–they wasnâ€™t worried about us.â€
â€œLook sweety, our boilers are STILL outside–never seen no shit like that?â€™
â€œYou didnâ€™t hear what I said, sweety?â€ [oh, but I did]
â€œMurdered right over there where you walkedâ€¦â€
â€œRaising 7 kids by himself hereâ€¦â€Â
â€œThese areÂ allÂ his kidsâ€
â€œFour summers ago this year…â€Â
â€œWhen they go past 29th St.–THIS –is Coney Island.â€
Live from West 33rd.
By now you can tell this no fairy tale,Â
no fairy godmother here but if I wereÂ Iâ€™d make this sh!+ (as corny as this does sound) end Happily Ever After for all parties involved.Â
And then no one would be told to Google (as I was instructed)Â “Victoria Rogucki”Â to see why a grown man, father of 7, husband of â€¦ cries rememberingÂ
Today I saw on Twitter via @yoursocialmix
â€œConey Island Beach opens for the summer this weekend. Are you going?â€