(2014)
#Pain
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump