Popcorn

Popcorn

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Sew Me A Quilt?

    I want your freckled cheeks and blond eyelashes

    and I want your flying hair

    and I want your careful words that start tumbling fast,

    woven together,

    please

    so I can wrap myself up

    and remind myself of happy.

  • The stone and the river

    They said to think about who you are

    And who you want to be

    After camp

    And I thought

    What if I don’t know

    The changes I want to happen to me?


    What if change

    Is best

    Faced like the wind

  • Legacy

    I hope that our legacy is our effort to love, that it is the times we held umbrellas above other peoples heads and shared whatever food we had and pointed out the stars.

  • A Hug of People

    We didn't know the guy 

    in the truck 

    who's that guy? 

    my sister asked, 

    and I wondered if city people 

    expected to know everyone 

    they saw around town. 

  • News

    Ice caps are melting,

    According to the news,

    Which I’ve stopped reading,

    Because I don’t want to hear about the

    Melting ice

    Underneath the polar bears feet,

    Not when I see enough

Loves

  • 17

    on the night that you broke your eyes open,

    cried into candy packets you found at the petrol station smelling like gasoline and regret

    in your still-standing baby teeth like slabs of sugared marble there were

  • crawdad song

    you get a line & i'll get a pole

    honey - honey! july thickens, slows to a stop outside, get

    your rod and line, the ones that used to be your father's. get

    your heart from the closet and your coat from the floor,

  • Poetry

    By wph

    When You Are Old

    When you are old

    Your skin will become like paper,

    And your bones will be like the wooden ribs

    Of a lantern

    So that the world will see the light in your chest.


    But I don't need to wait

  • Crush

    Sometimes it's hard to write poetry

    It's almost like the words get stuck

    in the folds of my mind before they reach the paper

    Or maybe I just can't describe

    memory

  • Love

    Both love and hate are free, and easy

    But love makes people feel good;

    Make people feel good.