Poems for diabetics
(2015)
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir