(2014)
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
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…
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
