(2014)
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
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
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes