GPS Poem

(no soy tan vieja)

“Go fuck yourself.

And I mean that in all kindness.”

True North

is all choked up,

virginia creeper and more.

(no se puede no amarte,

todo el mundo te ama)

I planted columbine

to find my way.

Where is the blue ridge?

“Mom, I didn’t like it when he said you were mentally ill.”

“I know, but he said he was sorry.”

(¿y ahora, donde voy a bailar?)

I have my dress.

I made it myself.

I will figure out the rest…

NEP, 10/15/14