[This weekend at the training camp, after our first scrimmage of the day A2D2 went outside to have a picnic in the sun before our next game. The Vixens, whom we had just played, filtered out to join us and we all had a grand time bonding over roller derby and eating food and basking in the nice weather.]
Where else can you get hip-checked so hard
your skates leave the earth
and your hip bone slams down in their place,
hit delivered expertly by the opposing A-team skater,
each throb of newfound ache nearly pressing tears
from your eye,
and then twenty minutes later,
you find yourself seated next to the checker on a spread blanket
both enjoying the sun and the crisp deep breaths,
and you congratulate her for the hit
and she grins, asking if you've bruised fun colors yet,
excitement and pride and sportsmanship
mingling in a heady, electric atmosphere around us
and we are intoxicated
drunk on roller derby
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