Our friend came out to us last night,
in an emotional speech surrounded by loved ones.
We were still on the road,
now in Nebraska.
She FaceTimed us and told us she was trans.
She had her friends over,
the moment felt right.
I wished I could’ve hugged her.
You and I talked about gender and sexuality for a while
well after the call ended.
I learned you once contemplated not being cis.
I did too, back in high school.
I told you I loved that we were still learning about each other.
You smiled and agreed.
We were on the road,
on a street we’d never seen,
in a car you only bought a month ago,
but I couldn’t have felt more at home.