Pushing off side-by-side,
We quickly break the rules of the road,
But the borders of the bike lane were washed out to begin with.
90 blocks north is the time it takes to get where we didn’t mean to go, and
Coasting closer and closer to catch each trailing word,
We lose the charted course,
But find a joint meditation in motion.
We jaybike a light and resume when able to claim the street once more.
You worry about risking the friendship by changing the terms,
Especially when so much is uncertain.
Uphill climbs require constant movement forward,
And we don’t yet know where these paths lead.
Possibility
Comfortably closes, as our locks snap frames to fences.
"Independence Day" is complicated on stolen land,
So instead I propose we
Go fo(u)rth!
And start the revolution.
When your mother sings Dayenu as an elementary schooler’s entertainment,
It’s the wrong holiday, and you’re surprised I can join in.
I joke it will be stuck in our heads for weeks,
But then again, there are worse ruminations than,
“It would have been enough.”
Later, with our next pedaled-breeze an unconscious radiance crackles across your face,
And I don’t need to look down into the river to know that it matches mine.
There’s a word in Spanish,
That usually means
Enough,
But, in the right context,
Abundance.
I hug you a fourth time, and you blow me a kiss,
Just one foot away,
But you need to be sure I breathe it in.
As our wheels carry us in different directions,
I don’t turn on my headphones,
Because I already found my mantra in your sign-off last night:
Thank you,
For all of the above.
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Teddy G. Goetz is an overly enthusiastic medical student, writer, photographer, biker, runner, and research dork, with a penchant for cooking without recipes and referencing Audre Lorde, Donna Haraway, and Buffy. Currently based in New York, their goal (as both an artist and a doctor-in-training) is to help people feel seen. More of their poetry and photography can be found in The Intima, Vitality, Reflexions, Broad Recognition, and La Madrugada magazines.
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