Hanging on...

Sometimes I can’t breathe

Sometimes my heart feels tight.

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It feels tangled in the green vines
Hanging from the trees of the arroyo.

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They told me not to swing in the vines.

One can break. No one knows which one's the good one.
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But I jumped

Still hanging on...

Sulk in Solitude Left for You by Me or Grumbled Darkness (undecided)

Grumbled solitude

indulge in darkness

run into dreams that burn.

Permission granted

to be released

into a crowd of fools.

Hide in the masses

your anguished notions

for me to never find.

Darkness grumbled,

"Indulge in dreams

run from solitude it burns."

Stolen Pearls

It’s like you’re floating

like nothing can touch you 

like everything you feel and see

means the world and matters like 

nothing else- except your cat

and your mother

and your sisters

and their children

and your brother, 

even your drunk father  

then everything is great

and you feel like walking and talking to everyone.

Can you please listen, because what I have to say 

is a matter of nothing and a matter of everything

it’s chatter biting my nerves 

twitching my thoughts

can’t line-up as one 

they’re everywhere

here 

behind 

and running across

waving a flag 

dragging you off

into the sand 

into the sea

into the sadness 

of stolen pearls. 

Love Letter

He’s so good looking.

Sexy and speckled with brown spots in the perfect places. 

If you could see him, you’d know he's a mad man,

but he comes with the sweetest kisses.

I mean to

tell him

I need to

get him

out of

my head

and into

my pussy.

Toxic 

It's dangerous
I'm fallin'

I'm on a ride

I'm slippin' under

There's no escape,

I can't wait…

A taste of your lips,

of a poison paradise

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head

Spinning 'round and 'round

Do you feel me now?

• Each time we kiss
  I keep a little.
  I swallow his saliva,
  out comes steam
  from within my thighs.
  My mind, my purpose
  belong only to him
  in that moment
  we share a kiss.

belly side up

The toad

I slipped on

I didn’t kiss

it didn’t turn

into a prince

my foot

bare on the

belly side up

he foamed

his last pains

In the rains

of Nayarit

I ran down

stream to

Abuelita’s

house of bricks

I hit the mud

with my face

and saw it

my hearts fate

flashed before

me too early

to understand

so I loved

him anyway