(2015)
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able