(2014)
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
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
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job