(2015)
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up