I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread

Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses

No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo

Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl

Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly

This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words

The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying

I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in

To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important

Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work

A joke Lost in Translation You will Never