Dicen que la belleza
es solo superficial
Pero por fin me quito la máscara y…
no me veo mal.
Tomó 6 pies
que bajara
para que mi
confianza aumentara.
Vivir tan preocupada de mi “look”
fue un error fatal.
your vision, your voice
Dicen que la belleza
es solo superficial
Pero por fin me quito la máscara y…
no me veo mal.
Tomó 6 pies
que bajara
para que mi
confianza aumentara.
Vivir tan preocupada de mi “look”
fue un error fatal.
Halloween-I see people in costumes having so much fun! I hear people giggling and laughing, ghosts “Oooooing” at people, people yelling “Ahhhh!” everywhere. I taste the sweet candy on my lips. I smell the apple scented candles and my neighbor’s chimney smoke. I feel the cold breeze on my arms. I feel excited to go to the next house!
Dear past self,
Enjoy the blissful 10 hours
You indulge in per night
Because those nights will soon fly away.
Enjoy the endless evenings
With no responsibilities, no deadlines, no expectations
Because those too will soon fly away.
Enjoy the freedom of recklessness,
To not worry
About tomorrow, about the future, about life
Because this one may linger,
But will soon
Fly away
Into oblivion
With its beloved companions.
Tweet tweet!!
Is the best sound in spring.
I like chirp,chirp too.
Nest! Eggs! Babys!
Awwwwwww
Summer summer heat .
Hot hot feet.
Ow! To hot!!
Today is a bad bad day.
The super duper summer bummer day.
Fall, fall, the child falls.
The leafs do the same.
Squirrels are nutty.
The squirrel jumps, he too falls.
It is the season for falling.
There’s a B and a D in bed
And the E represents a man
Hopefully he’s not dead
Though he probably has a tan
If you need to sleep
(which you can do by counting sheep)
Just go to a bed
And don’t tell me you’re dead!
Then you sleep
Without making a peep
Based off Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon
I am from ballet slippers,
From BLOCH and ETSY.
I am from the loft in the square room.
(comfy,sunny,tastes like cupcake wrappers)
I am from the marigold plant,
Which makes my day much brighter than it starts out.
I’m from flaps and precision,
From Barbara and Kaltenbach.
I’m from the trying and the sweet teeth,
From “sit down to eat” and “be careful”
I’m from Thanksgiving feasts, and community events.
I’m from Austin and the Anshels,
Chile and tacos.
From my uncle’s nighttime encounter with tarantulas,
My grandfather’s twisted ankle from Skimboards.
Under the top floor of the house there is a room marked office, filled with old books and toys of most important.
I am from the memories those things bring-
To others and to me-
Handled carefully by generations.
Pencils help me think
From wood to rubber
LONG and skinny
Short and stubby
With teeth marks and without
Pencils are good for hard things
And easy ones
But don’t forget the math
Gone. the handsome boy you’ve adored since second grade,
The lunch stews,
The elementary school you attended for 5 years,
Your old chewed up purple sweater,
And your disheveled, but sleek, water bottle.
Gone may they all be, but in your memory they stay as clear and polished as ever.