(2014)
#Portraits
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go