(2015)
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
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
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
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
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
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
