Poems for diabetics
(2015)
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s