(2015)
Dedicated to my sister and our late night talks when this became my catchphrase.
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends