(2015)
Props to my Dad on this one. Drink water everybody!
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
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
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh