Steven is a poet and a friend. I'm so excited that he's letting me share this poem with you!
6 T H D A T E
We sat on his couch, facing each other,
backs against armrests,
He told me he wanted to teach me Spanish pronunciations,
asked me to repeat after him.
I attempted to mimic his words like a parrot to its owner,
struggled with the rolling “R’s”.
The foreign words spilled clumsily from my mouth.
He suggested he name off animals
and I was to guess which one.
He changed the lesson plan.
My feathers ruffled as I assumed
it was because I wasn’t good.
He gave words for
I was surprisingly good at assessing
and assuming translations.
But those weren’t the words
I wanted to know from him.
I wanted to ask about
the meaning of our feet touching,
and most of all, I wanted
to know our future.
Thanks for joining me for 7 days of amazing GLBTQ poetry by and for teens - it's been a great way to kick off National Poetry Month, and I hope it has inspired you, too.
So what are you waiting for? Go write (and read) some more great poetry!