(2015)
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one