(2015)
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould