A GREEN POEM

Is not good
To have green
In your mind
When it grows
It makes you
Push the wrong people
When this happens
It is time
To cut the
Green grass
Out of your system
To cut it away
From your neighbors

WORKING WITH HEART

Gabriela has found
A mix that cracks
And day dreams
Under the clouds

Then a hello
With a sugar face
Comes sailing
Through the corridor

Zé—Molina
Is a hidden flower
A pine fall
Crushed an apple

The express lanes
Are closed
2 seedless watermelons
From Mexico
Appeared in my cart

The steady
Cooling mist
Is not quenching
The fire

I was asked
For a drink
That insures
But there’s none
On the shelves

I pray
For celestial flavors

MAR—MITES

Now the

Sea of eyes
Focus on
Goat’s milk
&
The clipboard
Becomes
A boiling potato

ARINA

Una flor
De arroz blanco
Investigación
De dulces
Una raíz en aire
La tienda
Está en el centro
De un
Triángulo amarillo

T SHIRTS

I was given
The garment
It comes with apples
Oranges & wheat

On the other hand
I have purchase
On credit
Two AAA
100% cotton
Made in Mexico
Of USA fabric
With a clean slate

Kale like spinach
Is followed
For health

Coconut water
Gives surgeries
To rock stars

But in the
Navy of Eden
A girl & a boy
Eat a hot meal