by Laura Lentz | Dec 4, 2021 | EPIGENETICS: Mothers, Fathers & Ancestors, I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY, LOVE & SEXUALITY
I could tell you I loved him, but that would be a lie. I could tell you my parents asked me not to marry so young, that they wanted me to get an education and travel and know myself first. but that would be another lie. We were in my childhood kitchen that always...
by Laura Lentz | Oct 17, 2021 | I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY, OXYGEN: Poetry for Survival & Thriving, Uncategorized, WRITING AT RED LIGHTS
L. couldn’t find her voice to tell us that awful thing had happened to her. We were all twelve, but L. had breasts while Val and I waited for our lives to begin by willing ours to grow. When L. walked into our homes, our brothers stared and our fathers looked the...
by Laura Lentz | Aug 28, 2021 | I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY, LOVE & SEXUALITY
Once I asked the universe for a man who would fuck me like a whore – I was ready for tongue and skin and fire and molten. My nipples became a beacon for my next lover’s hands. The universe heard me, and sent El Diablo. It was beautiful at first, he had a...
by Laura Lentz | Aug 24, 2021 | EPIGENETICS: Mothers, Fathers & Ancestors, I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY
I have a situation in my family that has resulted in me having my grandchildren more than usual for the last sixty days. It’s been both a blessing and a challenge, because I am neither retired nor lacking in direction for this phase of my life, nor did I have...
by Laura Lentz | Jul 25, 2021 | I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY, OXYGEN: Poetry for Survival & Thriving
I’ve never been good with time, so when I was turning 57 and I told my best friend I was turning 60, she corrected me – I still had three years to go. For a moment I felt like I won the lottery, but the truth was, I had won the lottery years before, because my...
by Laura Lentz | Mar 5, 2021 | BODIES BREAKING & HEALING, I AM THE HERO OF MY JOURNEY
When my heart stopped talking with my lungs I was informed I wasn’t a candidate for a heart lung transplant. I couldn’t ask why, the question stuck in my throat like a small bird. When I finally understand what the doctors were saying, I walked out of the hospital to...
