Poetry

I dreamed

I was a bird

in an open hayfield,

flying through 

playfully, 

never stopping to notice

that the sun was setting.

Convinced that their democracy 
Is the only democracy 

My brethren fall heavily into the rubble 
A reflection of my own clay, 
A memory of our shared fire. 

My heart beats stronger when I see you,

You walk as my soul flutters,

Under your gaze I melt,

Like is the spring snow under a warm sun.

I,

 the bear,

Traveling 100 miles for naught,

Every spring, we throw ourselves

unceremoniously into the birthing world, abandon

all remnants of the cold dark snow. We are sun-drunk

and terribly deprived. We give little shrieks

Well, just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have

I used to say that to everyone

inspired by the character

wanting to be her

strong and smart

When you're scared you stop doing things you love

because you don't know what's next

and I've been thinking so far ahead

getting so competitive

I forgot what it's all about

At rehearsal,

I am not me,

I am Hortensia,

I am a classmate of Matilda,

I sit in the front row of the class,

I yell at the Trunchbull,

She yells at me,

I can spell 'revolting',

R-E-V-O-L-T-I-N-G.

Sailing

What a peaceful yet tricky concept

But when the wind is blowing just right

And guiding you to wherever you will go next

So gently you don't even have to think about it

Once upon a time,

there was a cabin.

It was not big,

it was not grand,

but it was ours.

Our great-grandparents built it so many years ago,

they wanted a cabin that would be passed down for generations.

When your Ex-Bff asks,

Are you okay?

You know you look like tears are about to stream down your face,

I was sitting alone at a table,

I can hear people muttering about me,

But I don't care, 

He's just a guy,

So why does he matter to me?

Well, 

I should,

I guess,

I mean,

He's been my best friend for years,

almost 4,

but,

I found out he's moving,

to a different school,

I lay in the grass,

Staring into the big blue sky,

And wonder,

Why is the sky blue?

Why is the grass green?

I'm in my classes,

Listening to the teacher,

Wondering,