Riley welch is a poet from texas living in colorado. She posts three original poems a week. 

Littlefield

I biked 26 miles summer of 2016,
mostly to prove to myself I could.
I wanted to be strong.
I wasn't sore the next day, though,
I never did it again,
but it hasn't even been a year.
So, that doesn't mean I won't.
I think 100 miles will be my next.
I'll remember sunscreen this time.
I didn't even bring anything to fix my bike if it had broken.
How risky I let myself be.
I listened to billions of podcasts.
I think I'd do any audio book next time.
Maybe my legs would ache. And be sore.
Or, perhaps they wouldn't burn the soft pink they did the last ride.
I felt truly victorious.
Maybe even safe.
Like I did the most and best I could.
If I walked my legs turned to jelly.
Could I really do 100? We'll see.

6/1/2017
Riley Welch

21 - again

Normalcy