Poems from karigomez
You’re telling me you’re listening
but your words are loud
because you like the way
they sound, bouncing off the walls.
I’m telling you I...
I still remember the way she looked at methe day Google told her I neededmy stomach pumpedpumpedpumpedpumped.
She was so scared, the keys...
Society glorifies my diversitybecause my accent tasteslike apple pie on the Fourth of July.But this same society tells my motherthat her...
I wonder how long does it takefor the compliments from our mothersto turn into white noise?There are days I find myself smilingat my...
They told me to be calm and breathelike losing my freedom of speech was a problem that time would wear awayuntil I was “OK”.
But I’m not....