Poems from karigomez

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Lover of words stumbling through the labyrinth.
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....