(2015)
To be more generous More inviting Work in progress
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
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
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
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be