The Only Constant (Poem)

I am layered and finessed with / years and philosophy, / doctrine and ideology, / youth and sexuality.

Second Language (Poetry)

Stumbles and drops / Smiles and thick accents / They try / And that means the world

Confined and restricted / After years of being uncaged / There's always been a part of me / Where a war has been waged...

An ache of betrayal / But you were never mine / A shiver of fear / That you will forget me / like so many others...