(2014)
#SickPoems
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
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 struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes