Psoriasis
(2014)
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly