invitation to float
by bea mendoza & michelle agaron
You were a lived-in body when I met you,
swelling and contracting to make room for me, your flighty passenger
as I learned to navigate your ebbs and flows and you became
my accidental home.
You were all music,
you were all soul.
We nestled into ourselves and I lost myself for you, in you. We’re coffee cups in the morning giving way to sleepytime tea. Bunching blankets we crochet. I revel in all that you give me: the birds and their warble, orange sorbet in the summer, starbursts in the moonlight. You are easy to love.
I could gaze at these four walls and wish for nothing more, I could I could I would I would (I should? Should I?)
You are easy to love until you are not.
This confusion, this contusion
bears down on my soul I am no longer in the business of loving you,
No longer interested in loving
the sea falling over my hands
the sand filling our shoes
the sun falling over your face
to rise again and again and again
No more lying in wonder waiting wasting
When I wake, we are aboard the titanic
heading straight for oblivion
and for the first time, I know it
To live is to lose
and I hold on to the wreckage I find you in, keeping you warm
as you empty my veins to make space for your essence
and we say grace around the table.
Even now, after everything.
Sometimes you loosen your hold on me
to mimic the ocean’s indifference to sunken bodies,
but the tide rises and this time, this time you save mine
And I still do not know if you hold me close because you treasure my seaweed sinews
or because you are trying to keep the truth of humanity from me,
Beyond you, there is more
And so I travel oceans to escape you, finding new ways to puncture myself just to avoid you I remake myself:
Undo cell by cell until I am unrecognisable,
melting into the air I become an accomplice to aviation
letting the birds fashion me into nothingness,
the kind of nothing that allows you to just be.
But you find me in Vienna, where I am watching the dogs chase after each other, heads bent over nothing but the present.
And I can soften, falling into you.
Because all of this
is all of you.
I am you.
Even now,
after everything.
“invitation to float” and its accompanying video were co-created on opposite coasts of the usa by michelle agaron and bea mendoza. through a shared google doc and several hours on zoom, michelle and bea wrote the poem together, adding to one another’s stanzas, then separately recorded themselves reading the piece. bea mixed the audio, and michelle edited the video that contains clips shot by both. the entire process was deeply collaborative!
Bea Mendoza (she/her) is a junior at FCLC double-majoring in Psychology and English with a Creative Writing concentration. As an artist and poet, she uses her words to talk about identity, social justice, and feeling too much. She is deeply devoted to beautifying the world and convincing everyone that pie is a much better than cake. Her writing has previously appeared in The Comma, Flash Mag, (un)common sense, and elsewhere. You can follow Bea's stream of consciousness on Instagram @writingscapes.
Michelle Agaron (she/her) is a junior at FCLC majoring in English and minoring in Digital Technologies and Emerging Media. Around campus, you can find her working with The Observer, The Comma and The Office of Multicultural Affairs! Poetry is her favorite creative form to take, but she is usually engaged in article writing given her Assistant News Editor role at The Observer. When she isn't typing away at a keyboard, she is trying to convince anyone and everyone that oat milk is the best thing since sliced bread (the Planet Oat brand is everything you're looking for and more). If you'd like to see more of her creative work, follow @veilednight on Instagram!