Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Oho

Teen Boy


OHO


You are like no other dog
With your facial expressions so salt and pepper
Complete with eyebrows and a full beard
And when we kick it,
You evaporate all my fears
You are so brave
And fascinated with your surroundings
You will never let me down
Even if no one is home
I am never alone
Because you’re my best friend ever,
Oho.


 Published in Because I Wanted to Be Loved,  January 2009.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

I Remember

Teen Boy


I REMEMBER


I remember
My home-boy on the pavement
Bleeding.
The paramedics checking him
He wasn’t breathing.
The shots rang out
He didn’t hit the deck
Stood there like a soldier
Took three slugs to the chest

I remember
His family crying
The cops asked me who did it
Said I didn’t know.
I was lying.

I remember
Growing up rough
Hearing babies crying
Everywhere I look
Another person dying.


Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Remembered


Teen Boy


REMEMBERED


When I die, how will people think of me with the life I lead now? Will they think I was smart or stupid for all the things I did? Will they think I was kind or mean for getting into fights? Will they think I was funny or were they just laughing at me for being dumb? Will I be missed or will I be forgotten? How will I be remembered? 

Published in Call It Courage, August 2006. 

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

I Always Wanted To Tell You

Teen Boy


I ALWAYS WANTED TO TELL YOU


Mom, I always wanted to tell you…
Simply I love you.
But I never had the guts
And I don’t know why
When I love you very much.

I always wanted to tell you
I appreciate what you do
I wanna do better
I need to be a go getter
And get the sobriety and good life
That I’ve always wanted.

Published in Please Brave Me, Dry These Tears, November 2009

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

I Am


Teen Girl


I AM


I am a blue diamond spiral.
I am a Cadillac Escalade Infinity and beyond.
I am Skittles from the rainbow.
I am a blue berry tree with emotional pain.
I am a microphone from California.
I am a bed where thugs cry.
I am a pit bull who buzzes around town.


Published in Call It Courage, August 2006.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Because I Wanted To Be Loved


Teen Girl


BECAUSE I WANTED TO BE LOVED


Because I wanted to be loved
I kept all your secrets.
Because I wanted to be loved
I always kept myself in pain.
Because I wanted to be loved
I let you put that needle in my arm.
Because I wanted to be loved
I let you smack me around.

Because I wanted to be loved
I let another one of you touch me
like you owned me.
Because I wanted to be loved
I quit doing drugs.
Because I wanted to be loved
I stood up for myself.
Because I wanted to be loved
I always ran back.
Because I wanted to be loved
I tried never to argue.

I’m sick of trying to be loved,
Go away

I love myself.


Wednesday, April 6, 2011

If I Could Change My Life

Teen Boy


IF I COULD CHANGE MY LIFE


When I was little, I was a good kid.
I remember playing with other kids
Just to pass the time
And listening to birds chime.

Now I’m seventeen, committing adult crimes
And if I could change my life
I’d go back to being a little kid
When I used to fly kites
And ride bikes
When I was little.