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

Festival

Long day
past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night
fluorescent lights beating down
then flickering off
a fanfare
a reflection
a redemption

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Instincts

Some things are just instinct
like when I just ran to you
as soon as I saw you
and hugged you for -
oh yeah -
the first time
very very platonic of course
you're my big brother.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Flying solo

Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart
it's like a platonic ballad
it's like you are playing
through first loves
and forbidden loves
and grass in the summer
and crunchy chips

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