black spring tea—
even it dances
to the beat.

Dicen que no puedo llevar a casa suministros de trabajo,

pero no pueden impedirme llevar a casa la luna.

They say I can’t take supplies home from work,

but they can’t stop me from taking home the moon.

hours after lunch
stuck to my thumb
peanut butter

4 looms ‘bove—
not ‘nough time to hear
every song.

black spring tea
before drowsy eyes
multiplies

Limeade tea—
$1;
rain sprinkles—
free o’ charge.

Sie sagte, „¡Hey, sieh, sie fielen alle in der Eimer!“

Und die folgende Stille schrie zurück, „Hey, niemand kümmert sich.“

She said, “¡Hey, look, they all fell in the bucket!”

& the following silence shouted back, “Hey, nobody cares.”

the feeling o’
lukewarm washcloths on
my pimples

¡& you may say!

¡that it’s a li’l cliché!

but you know that’s how it works, the science, that way…

¡& you may say!

¡that you feel OK!

…till I curse you with my negative ways…

I’ve created a monster…