Poems from sarah.0rtiz
Poetry has been my escape ever since I could remember. Every time I think of what to say or write, my throat has a seal that is broken free from strangulation. Words tend to sporadically slip out of my mouth and I have the pure enjoyment of writing them down.
He sits.
Slightly stooped posture
Slow and limited movement
He watches.
Decrease in visual acuity
Diminished peripheral vision
He listens....
You don’t know
You don’t know what’s struggle
You’re in your own world, your own bubble
You wake up at 7 on a king size heaven
You start...
How dare you have fun!
How dare you go out and party!
How dare you drink too much cerveza!
How dare you smoke weed!
How dare you sacar el...
I thought I was a successful person...
Got first place!
He called me a failure.
Received all A's!
He called me a failure.
Right on! 5...
La Boca
the mouth
Mi Boca
My mouth
I speak but I am hushed
Callate me dicen
No one should be allowed to speak
tienes poder
Lo tienes?
Do...