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Growing Flowers Underground

Even in an ugly voice

You tell me all that's beautiful

Hope you are crying, laughing, loved

there's no reason to stop

since the sign was torn down

& I hope you're feeling up

while you're laying down in the sun

deep down in the grass

over the highest trees

I am not the most perfect girl

waiting for the not so perfect, perfect boy

forgetting I'm all heart

and broken up into bite-size pieces

Black Girl dances

this top of the world moment

will carry to everyone in a breeze

even in an ugly voice

it's all seeping beauty

the table of adoration lovingly seats 5

Blood Dust Tag
 

When I want to violate myself

I spend time with you

Body and Soul; there is nothing you can offer

I pour myself an A.M. cup of idiot brew

spinning in my head

get out! spin out!

curious weather criminal

tired of being alone

pour hydrogen peroxide in my ears, clean the spots out from my mind

my brain has rug burn

Good-bye letters would be easier to write if you didn't exist.

Cluttered windows reflect the dust in my blood.

Sleeping won't do me much good

Dreams just beat me up,

wrestle me to the floor

my empty pockets always seem to get me far

I rarely wait at the bus stop

Can't seem to drown and I want to drown

this is the longest love letter I have ever written

he wants to know if I am the girl he's in love with

I can't call

the walls drip worry

upset finally got to the thought of sex

sexed up kisses

not ready to give up this feeling of bliss

don't disappoint, just want to be dipped in acrylic

nothing can get to me nothing can get out

flip a coin

make a phone call

the waiting room of karmic overkill

I sit silent

punching numbers to feel fucked up

better soon, better soon

I know you're there staring at the walls

staring, watching the hair on your arm grow

Any excuses to miss facing rejection

swim away from my phone call

swim away from our possibilities

Buying a new suit at full price

so I can own the full experience

cross-eyed and complaining

my mind has taken me to new heights of frustration


Dirty Paper

What a great ride

with a raw view

these roadways all lead back to you

Glistening, water mirage

A brand new slate

I spend my last cent to get away from you

These steps hurt my feet

feel your love through the tv screen

Entirely different today

Smash my person to pieces

the ground glitters with multi-coloured glass

All these empty sheets

I dirty them up with wandering thoughts of you

Mock me one day

not now

Trash your superstars

You've painted yourself into a tight corner

but this box only has circles

My heart has gone through so many things

from bird to dragon

back to paper again