QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Deja vu

    I've been here before

    I know this feeling

    the impending sense of

    happening.

    It's going to happen

    it's inevitable

    is this a mistake?

    I will back off so fast if you tell me you don't want it.

  • Remarkable

    I don't know you

    I want to

    but not yet.

    I know you are more useful to me as a faraway rival

    of extraordinary difficulty

    than as a friend right now

    I also know I won't have a choice next year.

  • Love language

    Duet

    starting together ending together

    weaving around each other's sound

    adapting tuning

    instinctively fitting into the tone

    the way we want to do this

    the contrast

    played so perfectly

  • The boys in my class

    The agony of the human race

    simple creatures

    snickering at my poetry 

    banging their fists against their heads

    stalling work

    reading mushy parts of books they pretend not to enjoy

    saying stupid things

  • Sleigh ride

    Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too

    F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-

    imitating the human voice with instruments

    percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells

  • Family

    I showed my grandmother my keyboard

    she took six years' of lessons when she was younger.

    Her fingers found the keys -

    she could still read -

    just enough

    just a little.

    I pulled out my flute-piano duet book

Loves

  • blueberry pancakes

    the last time i ate

    was this morning

    blueberry pancakes

    warm

    the smell of cinnamon

    wafting from them

    i ate a bite

    then stopped

    i imagine

    ten year old me

    running to the table

  • love

    what is it?

    i've always found it

    confusing

    why

    are we tied to

    one person

    only

    why

    is romantic love

    more important

    than friendship

    why

    do i push people away

    yet long

  • I want to LIVE

    I want to live,

    I want to hear a million songs and dance in the rain,

    I want to kiss and make love,

    I want to see the world from every angle,

    meet people that I will love and ones I won't,

  • "perfect."

    I pick at my face

    on a daily basis.

    Rub my fingers over

    my acne scars and oily skin,

    every unwanted mark

    that supposedly makes 

    me beautiful.

    I try to convince myself

  • nightingales

    We hold hands and they call us lovebirds,

    But they are too colorful and noticeable,

    Not nearly strong enough as your grip,

    As your hands around my waist,

    Keeping me from falling (but it's already too late.)