(2015)
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
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
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time