(2014)
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
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
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection