(2015)
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
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
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what