December 2011
25 posts
porque debemos escribir todos los dias
porque nos mudamos a este pais
para aprender un lenguaje
no para perder uno.
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Monday bloody Monday
Numb your mind enough
And you end up with
nothing but
Poison
Wrinkles and
Regret.
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Daily Rant
because I like to whine.
I feel trapped
strapped to the feeling of
being held back.
I’m sick of this city,
everything seems so shitty.
Even the sun on my skin
feels like a sin
to be sitting here
in fear
of the future.
Where is the exit?
Where is the entrance?
Just want to dance
to the grand piano
that is my craft.
It all feels like crap
because I didn’t get this job,
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Life Taking Time
Pretending
contending to the rules
sitting on stools.
Thinking about life
and money.
Honey is for bees.
Somebody please
restrain the bear.
The glare of the sun
makes it hard to see
where I need to be.
Time and me,
we don’t always agree.
Because I need it now,
but how?
but when?
but where?
The glare
of the sun
sometimes
makes it hard
to bare,
to see,
to be.
Elementary Memories
I was in third grade when I moved to the United States.
I didn’t speak English very well. I was that weird, foreign girl all the boys made fun of (until I hit puberty, of course. Then they overlooked my poor grammar to stare at my slowly emerging breasts. Funny how men work, even at such a young age.)
I was in third grade eating the “weird”, ethnic food my mom packed: rice,...
A Cardiac Vacation
Everyone always looks forward to that
vacation you’ve been working towards all year.
Constantly looking at pictures of
the beach view.
Closing your eyes pretending you can feel
the sand underneath your toes.
You imagine yourself wrapped in the
warmth of the tropical air.
Touched by the sting of that
ever burning sun.
You wait and you wait
for that day.
And then it comes.
But...