(2014)
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
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…
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
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
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
