Stepping Stones

I take steps.

Tiny steps.

One

Step

At

A

Time.

I don't want to break you

Or this.

I take baby steps

One

By

One.

I'm scared

But that's not going to get us anywhere.

Actually

I'm terrified.

But I keep taking

s

t

e

p

s

Like stepping stones

To us.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

Poetry

By QueenBee

Time passes, and with it so do I

I stayed up until midnight with my brother
in that horrible hotel room in North Carolina.
(I say horrible because I hate going down south
hate the Trump bobblehead in my nonny and poppy's house

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Crying in a stadium

Swallow your tears.
No crying in public.
Why are you surprised?
This has been happening since you were two.
He’s the angel
You’re not.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Stay

I saw a photo of our band from last year
our Wind Ensemble
the intern we all fell in love with
the conductor we adore
everyone was together
and I just...
gah.
I wanted to yell STAY

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