My niece
made me bangle
of letters, stars, unicorns|
and colored beads

Then it hit me
that's her poem to me
a set of random things
that sit beautifully
side by side
around in a circle

and I noticed that
that's the first time
someone wrote
a poem
about
me

I'm not heartless, I've just learned to use my heart less

I got stuck
in a plot
                                        t
w
                              i                    
                                                s
                  t

and it made
me

A) Dizzy
B)  Sick
C) Light-headed
D) Aware

............(Answer)..............

Fatten my papers
with poetry
your name
is dense
it inks it
differently

Send n(you)des
Send (new)des

I'll drown in boiling water and the coldness of my soul would still be part of me