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

I love to hear poetry read
Rather than performed
I love to hear each word
Appreciated
Rather than memorized

Left on a leash
Is no way to live
He disappeared
I like to imagine
He’s running in a field

Destruction is fun
But cannot be undone
Smashed
Trashed
Crumpled

Well-intentioned stranger
Eyeing me limp through HEB
Why would you ask
If I stepped on a nail?
How do you know

Hospitality
To love a stranger
It need not be much
For one who has little
Will appreciate it

Antisocial tendencies
Amplified by sickness
I can people watch
Yet I can’t people talk
I am lonely

A joke
Lost in
Translation
You will
Never

I know it’s for the best
But it still hurts
Hearing mothers complain
For what I would give anything fo
My husband says no

If I was in a beauty pageant
My talent would be
'Lefty who writes upside-down’
Beside the contestant
Who burps her ABC’s