(2014)
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
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
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
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
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