(2015)
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
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
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse