Shine On, Luz Véliz!

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joint perfect tendons I’m thankful for one healthy knee Really I am But I’m sad too I used to have two of them I shove the ball to the very back of my closet behind a wall of cardboard bricks I used to make forts with Now for the posters of my soccer heroes I yank out each pushpin Down falls Abby Wambach top scorer of the US Women’s Team Down goes the World Cup team photo every neck with a gold medal and captain captain Megan Rapinoe raising the trophy high I crumple the posters into big wads and stuff them into the trash bag Mom says to stop looking back so here I am trying but it’s hard to forget Sometimes I flash into the past A memory memory will photobomb my brain Like that run That last day on the soccer field run It plays over and over in my head a YouTube video on continuous autoplay Legs pumping feet churning up the grass my body a missile speeding toward the goal I know the accident happened Obviously But at the same time it’s like I’m still running The goal getting closer and Mom cheering in the stands Dad shouting Pour it on which makes me run even faster Some me kept on running but I couldn’t go with her It’s like she went on without me to where I was supposed to go Now we’ll never find each other Instead of scoring I felt a leg sweep under me my body spinning backward the blur of another jersey and pain spiraling out from my knee and ankle Doctors would later 2