Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless

When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle

I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes

Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco

I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no

I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench

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

A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time