Is this what it comes to?
A minimum-wage job
that barely lets me pay my
too-high rent
Struggling to find a story
beneath my skin
No audience to write to
just an itch in the middle
of my back that i have
not satisfied
Everyone else has found
a great story
Yet I cannot bring myself
to admit that
i might have one too
There is no other woman
inside me
ready to sprout fully grown
from my headaches
Colochos de Flores 