(2014)
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
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
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
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
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
