Poetry

A POEM BY MY SISTER <3:

dew drips from a leaf

a leaf that a little caterpillar walks on

it will soon be transformed

into a majestic pollinator

its climbs to a branch on a small tree

Crunch crunch

Walking to school

with the cool

air nipping,

not yet biting,

at exposed skin

leaving it red to match

The sleek gray metal of the bench chills my legs

It always has-

Even when my dad and I used to watch the sun sink into the night

In seven months
I'll say goodbye
I'll take my last photo with you
And I'll frame it
So you can always keep 
The memories we've shared

The anxiety

Slowly overpowering

Me myself and I

Every day 

When I go to school

It's always 

T H E R E

That thought in the back of my mind

Wondering 

Imagining 

Fearing 

What 

Y O U

Could do.

Little girl, little girl

Why’ve you got boy’s hair?

Why’ve you got weird sentences

spilling from your mouth

And why’ve you got the wrong words

To live is to die and to die is to breathe.

To live is to flourish 

To live is to blossom.

To live is to be idle

To live is to go rotten.

When I clear my mind 

I just push you down deeper

into my core

until I just can't tell the difference

between thinking you and feeling you

now you have become part of me

and I'm tired of falling

Simple sweetness is this melody,

a single tear of destiny that betrays its maker,

Slipping down off a nose

And onto red, red clothes

that were white once.

Her

With long brown hair

Golden when caught by the sun

A smile that goes miles

That lights up the stage when she performs

Him

With curly black hair

Glasses

Brown eyes

Hard to reach

We all remember being little kids

And going to the arcade

Every time we went we would try the claw machine

Putting in a quarter for the chance to get a small toy