(2015)
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
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
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
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