RivalryNicole Hylton
first day of practice
and she is there.
raindrop
against a pane of glass:
unbothered;
wildfire
through a forest:
uncompromising.
she skates like forgetting,
like you
could ever.
she shoots to remind you.
her goal
is the instant
all the water
inside the kernel
explodes
and turns itself inside-out.
you make the team and she
crushes you into the boards:
a captain’s welcome.
you let
her gale-force winds
push and punish your sails:
the captain takes no survivors.
it is a kind of love
that demands
everything of you.
it is a love
like skating suicides
back and
forth and back and
forth across the
frozen ocean
north-south.
she is the other side
of yourself.
she is your
greatest rival.
she, like this game,
is your greatest love.