(2014)
#HumanityHumankind #Mankind
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
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
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
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
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter