(2015)
For my beautiful nieces and nephews, who of course are the funnest kids in the whole wide world.
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
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…
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job