(2014)
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
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
