(2014)
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
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
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying