(2014)
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
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
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
