For what I am about to do to you
Is going to break your heart in two...

I hate work
I hate men...

It's been a month
since we last talked...

I was walking one day
with light wind in my hair...

I just got off the phone with you
when I called your mom...

I wish that I could decide
which one of you could it be...

You got what you want
now leave me alone...

Although I may not like you anymore
that we haven't spoken in years...

I don't know how much more I can take from you
It sometimes feels that you are stuck to me like...

I try my best to be a good woman all around
To be a good mom, friend, lover, worker, and so...

On April 9 in 1949
there was a huge snow storm...

Nobody knows isn't really a poem, I just needed to...