(2015)
I have psoriasis, a genetic skin condition caused by an accelerated over-active immune system. The skin cells regenerate too fast and they pile up.
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
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
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench