(2015)
Dedicated to my sister and our late night talks when this became my catchphrase.
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste