A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
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
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
