Poems from Risa Salazar

It started at a young age I can't quite put my finger on My mother always told me it was rude to point But every one of my flaws would soon...
"Pop pop pop!" Something a little girl hears Mind so child like she looks out the window to see the firework show Instead she's a man...
As youngins We are taught to go slow The "grown ups" said to take your time Count on your fingers Sound out each word We sang songs to help...