How to navigate this space without being distracted is proving to be quite difficult. What space you might ask. Well, the space between my thoughts and my feelings. There it is. The place I love to dwell, the place I wish to converse with others, the place where mysteries are solved, theories are debated, andContinue reading “Heart Space Facts”
Author Archives: Lori
The Price of Beauty
Art by Ariel Cruz / Poem by Lori Minutoli Lipstick smears across her cheek Her tiny fingers can’t hold steady Still she paints the required mask Bold eyes make men and women look Plump red lips brings them closer Smooth cheeks makes them touch Everywhere this is the message From toddlers to teenagers Models toContinue reading “The Price of Beauty”
Condemned
Art by Richard Goulis / Poem by Lori Minutoli Chosen to be Condemned Planted as seeds of desire His curious mind entwined In the idea of complexity Wrapped in natural tendencies Reaching for independence Striving to be free They just wanted to be free To grow naturally in their own beauty But he weaved theirContinue reading “Condemned”
Black Lives Matter
Black Lives Always Matter! What is going on in the world hurts my heart. I feel surrounded by people who do not care about the imminent danger to BIPoC everyday. I try to imagine what it is like to constantly be in fear for your life simply because of the color of your skin. IContinue reading “Black Lives Matter”
I Feel You
A poem about water. I am energy moving a constant force of nature alive a vapor in the morning air a mist upon the cedars refreshment when you need it most but when upon your skin I slide warming from your body’s touch I see the shimmer in your eye pressed upon your wanting lipsContinue reading “I Feel You”
Just Passing Through
Art by Shawn Christopher Martin / Poem by Lori Minutoli Do they know the terror in the streets Do they feel the agony in the cries Or hear the last words of those who die What of the gun shots or sirens Flashing lights and toxic smoke Do they even know at all We stopContinue reading “Just Passing Through”
