(2014)
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
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
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
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind