(2015)
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
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
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
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
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread