(2014)
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
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
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
