(2014)
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
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
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter