(2014)
#Writing
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
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
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time