& we rode for miles giddy in the crowds of bikes & yells & grins, and we found sidewalk drummers, found our rhythms so we blocked the intersection dancing in the street laughing and shaking our hair pounding our feet on the asphalt till we got too hungry then away! away! to long tables where we packed around huge pots of dim sum and ate till we were glowing flushed with spices & full bellies, pedaled home talking about summers & histories & tired thighs. home to catch our breath, then to parties full of dresses and careful hair where we burst in tousled and sweaty to sit swinging legs off the edge of the roof raising cans of cheap beer and stealing drags off wet cigarettes. police intrusion so off shivering to another apartment full of party stragglers and no more booze, sat crammed on the back porch between drunk boys who couldn't remember our names. swigs from a plastic bottle. conversations not worth having. yawns & bike rides home. crashed into 4 AM sleep, then woke to a blurry weekend of rain and grey, a dismal reminder of the way things can be.
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