I walked into the Vatican line, waiting to, see all the Roman architecture and art, very detailed, of an angel, statues and collective colors. SNAP. I took a picture on this tour. It was an outstanding beauty if I saw one. The Pope, tied in an outfit, ever so colorful. The guards stand surrounding, the area. I feel like I am Robert Langdon, from Angels and Demons, ready to solve a mystery, as a professor of linguistics. "Grazie"  I say to one of the fuzzy tall hat guards. The Vatican was built, first by St. Peters Basilica, The Roman sculptures in the Church, many were headless. SNAP! Another picture for another memory. " I need a Vino." I thought to myself. After, walking out of the Vatican, looking at the long crowd, I was back in Rome, Italy. I waited on the side for a taxi speeding the opposite side of the street. "Are you going to the Marriott in Rome Italy?

"Si."  I said. I went into the taxi, with the stench of a new car, mixed with vomit. "What a day!" I think to myself. "What a day."

 I was blind. Everything was in a  deep darkness. My breath was heavy, consumed by the heat outside. It was the hot summer day but I couldn't see anything. I lied in the razor green grass, attempting to appreciate the last few days of the heat wave. I smelled the fresh barbecue, the chicken the beef and the hot dogs. I knew this might be the last few days of my life. I just came back from the hospital. The news was unnerving. I had a tumor and cancer in my brain. Its hard to say goodbye to the ones you love. Especially, when you don't feel the love back. I was abandoning everyone without a choice. This was my goodbye. "Cheli! It's time to eat." The next day I never woke up.    

 The pH of strong acidity, melted the white weightless  styrofoam, connecting to the table of elements. 

The atomic number reaches all the heights, of  billions and trillions of neurons  and tiny microscopic protons. 

Titanium is an element that is unforgettable and strong. 

Platinum is filled with unjustifiable atoms. 

The end result helps the science professor. 

My project is almost done. 

Almost done.   

 It was 9 AM. I woke up.

At 10am I was in a cold shower, slices of water going down my chest , washing my body and my hair

At 12, I worked out, lifting big weights.

at 12:30 I went to work, driving in my flaming red car, racing down the road.

at 1pm I went to the biggest hospital in the Bronx, the sounds of sirens shocked me.

At 4pm I came home and went on the computer to pay taxes

At 9pm I went to sleep, covering me with my blanket.

At 9am I woke up again, the alarm going off. When I went down stairs, there was the dinner I forgot to eat

The next day was a repeat.

 Sculptures in the museum  are full of sorrowful  and sorry chiseled  stone filled with sacks of words

Tasteless time are tacky taunts when I see the statues of the times establishing the honor of being alive

Wisdom wonder waiting wars of walking wonderers as I enter the exhibit

Justice jobs jump vibrant colors collecting and conceiving, the mummy's 

Damp dead and daisy's grow galloping horses , made of plastic standing still

The wasteful walking of the end  of the exhibit was liberating   

 

 I cry

A spirit is lifted upon me

I sprint like a horse

On the vivid deep green grass

I want it all

and a tear falls once again 

 I feel like a vivid imagination spreading into fields of colors

Unloved and sad at times

Then awakened by thunder

I hide

I cry

and laugh

I make mistakes

But mostly I learn

 I collapsed. Comparing clocks turning clicks of concoctions. 

Daring to say the least.

I wandered, bearing breathes of yellow teeth. 

A weary dragon runs shows of the drag queens on a run way. 

The show goes on.

She is relentless. 

Damaged. 

She was me.

Lilac  and Understand

"I understand."

"Lilac, I love you. A twister of tears fell down Chloe's gentle face. She touched Lilac, lightly.  Lilac didn't move.

"Chloe and Lilac, love each other K-I-S-S!" A memory came into Chloe's mind. 

"Our first kiss, Lilac, do you remember that? It was at Bernie's house. We played truth or dare. 

Dan, Lilac's father said, "No matter, where you go heaven or hell, we love you."

Are you sure you want to pull the plug?" The nurse said. 

Beep beep! 

Bernie. we have to! Lin said, teary eyed.

"This is a sad goodbye Lilac, my beautiful child. Goodbye!"

Fight It

Screams of the inevitable taste of distinction

Wash the shores of your fearful lips

 new and scared

Scared to make a sound

So you let yourself drown

Then you got one more chance

Revealing challenge is a gift

It scares you but you fight it

You want to make a difference

Before you leave this place

And you did

But it’s a struggle

Fighting for your life

 You keep going

 Keep trying

You refuse to leave this place

It’s a revelation of success ands failure

You refuse to give in

To let go

You will fight

Slivers

She drowned slowly slivering silence
Calculating countless conundrums cultivating cries
There tasteless breath timed through temper
Malicious mirrors of mighty mist marked her
Play parts of patterns as she was left drowning
She slivers in silence, dissapearing

Constitutional Law Anagram Poem

Concurring topics vary through substantive due process
Withhold from corporations shaped by the fourteenth amendment
Constellations of interstate commerce form a new doctrine
Protecting public health
These laws vow to regulate citizenship and safety
Privileges and immunities or "miss ties and privilege unit m"
"M" stands for meters
Meters, kilometers, miles can't and won't measure these cases
They can't and will not measure a person's equality
No math can measure
Nor can a parchment of paper
constitute equal rights
It should be known
We are and always have been equal

She Couldn't Do It

She barely could make it
Her lips quivered, trembling with doubt
She couldn't do it as much as she tried
She couldn't leave them
They were her home
Somewhere
Maybe, she would found a place for herself
But right now she needed them
Has she grown
Perhaps not
Perhaps she is afraid to leave her bubble
Perhaps she is afraid to live
Perhaps she isn't even alive

Lie After Lie

Lie after countless lie
I believed
When the truth was told
Denied
I didn't see it coming
I want to trust you
I do
But lie after lie
I promise
 I'll be your friend
If you can be mine
Just remember
Lie after lie
Hurt after hurt
I believed

Complements to Friends and Family

I like your silliness- the different world you see between the eyes.
I like your artistic ability-The way you capture a world, through brush or camera.
I like your intelligence- The way you understand things through math and words.
I like your friendliness- The way you are able to make a friend within a blink of an eye
I like your kindness- Always so welcoming and kind to everyone you meet.
I like your ambition- Always working so hard and accomplishing a lot
I like both of your tech skills- The way you are able to comprehend electronics is a skill I wish I had.
I like the way you want to understand the world and traveled here is so brave.

My Enemy

His breath was inches away

His prickly beard brushed against my gentle skin

I wanted to escape

I did

Because at that moment I recognized him flawless in my memories

My enemy

The one who killed my dad

Hugging me

I couldn’t

I wouldn’t

But there I was hugging him back

The Phone Call

She waited for the phone call

Waited and waited

The phone rang

But who was there?

Who was she waiting for?

She answered the phone

They were coming at 6pm

Wait, what time were they coming?

Too late

They hung up

Click- click

Redialing the number

Who is this?

Oh it’s my daughter

Why did you call?

I called?

Goodbye

She sits on the couch

 Waiting and waiting

There is empty silence weighing on repeat

She picks up the phone again…

Build This City

She thrives to build this city of conquered variations of continuity
Trying to anchor tranquility through out sheep like motions
She doesn't try to find herself but she did in those lost hopeless nights
Giving all her love to all but not forgetting herself
Sometimes she wants to let go
Trying to see the sanity that she needs to go on
She makes mountains of mistakes 
Only to find mountains of accomplishments and hope
Often she wanders of those who leave her
And wishes them the best
She holds onto those that care for her
And puts every inch of breath to be there for them
Sometimes she often wishes if there was another way
But the earth keeps spinning
And time keeps going

Wanting To But Can't

Wanting to give more to this world
But not knowing what to give
Wanting to help, knowing your impact only weighs so much
Wanting to give, even though you are not perfect
That you are a complete utter flaw
Uttering whispers into the hopeless night
You want to help love ones, ones in need
But theres so much you can do

Pray

She prayed not because she believed in god
But she believed in hope
Believing in something more powerful than oneself
To preserve sanity
Even though nothing seemed sane anymore
She would pray