(2014)
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
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 need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe