(2015)
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
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
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road