I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread

Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers

I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide

Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it

A joke Lost in Translation You will Never

You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top

It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper

Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco

The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould

I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically

Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low

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