(2015)
Dedicated to my sister and our late night talks when this became my catchphrase.
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
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
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
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile