(2015)
To be more generous More inviting Work in progress
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field