(2014)
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos