(2014)
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack