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 stop…
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 lips…
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