Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.

There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember

That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:

Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.

Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…

Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,

In the darkest night, A flower will grow.

I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.

You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?