(2014)
#Writing
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
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
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones