(2014)
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment