the evolution of intentional isolation often leaves me floating in the shallow oblivious to the rising and the setting sun what starts as purpose fades to peace desire for introspection wades at reflection contentment rides the ebb and flow, no wake consecutive rests induce willful rumination ponders the depths and churns the memories discovers growth,Continue reading “Dive into Me”
Author Archives: Lori
Hair Baubles
A poem inspired by the art of Nafis M White entitled “All In” She lights up the classroom Bright hair ties like flowers Balls of pink, yellow and white Some big some small She wears them all My fancy friend Done up so pretty Now I got me some Wanna be just like her SplitContinue reading “Hair Baubles”
7 Messages in 7 Days
Two weeks into my new position as an assistant store manager, more specifically customer experience manager, I was scheduled to work seven days in a row. One of my peers told me I couldn’t do it and I should switch my schedule with someone to have a day off in the middle. I took itContinue reading “7 Messages in 7 Days”
Too Late To Ask
I wonder what she thought about while she sat at the narrow table attached to the wall in her galley style kitchen. Every morning she boiled water in a glass kettle on the stove and made coffee through a single serve pouch that hung in her cup. Wrapped in her bathrobe with slippers on herContinue reading “Too Late To Ask”
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”
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”
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