At any given time,
this thing I feel is...

Let it go my love,
because boys like him...

Through thick and thin you have been
Been in love and out again...

I love your big brown eyes, and how your pupils...

Aruba is a
gentle woman...

I sat with your grandma today,
she was as darling as always...

Your teeth cut through
a cherry, the way I wish...

She tells me, that people have been telling her
that I'm queer. says "Yo no creo que Dios me...

It was perhaps january,
when two stars collide...

Between way too expensive phone calls,
there is no space for unnecessary insults...

This poem was written for an Art Challenge
on matters of race, written from the perspective...

I needed you to find me beautiful,
but never more beautiful than you found me smart...