(2015)
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
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
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray