(2014)
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top