(2015)
For my beautiful nieces and nephews, who of course are the funnest kids in the whole wide world.
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide