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 | Dec 4, 2021 | EPIGENETICS: Mothers, Fathers & Ancestors, LOVE & SEXUALITY
This is for you and all our writers and readers who know words will call them home. The poem is unfinished and untitled, just like my relationship to my deceased marmi. It’s never too late to explore the all of our mamas: I know how long you have been waiting...
by Laura Lentz | Nov 8, 2021 | LOVE & SEXUALITY, OXYGEN: Poetry for Survival & Thriving
Years ago, when I was deep in relationship with my first love, who would die three years after this story, I was a hummingbird living in an intoxicating city. Even the smell of the exhaust fumes of the cars thrilled me, it was all heady – the museums, the...
by Laura Lentz | Nov 6, 2021 | LOVE & SEXUALITY, WRITING AT RED LIGHTS
The Writing Thing He said you could be a great writer If you didn’t write about the body and sexuality, But the thing written is a sexual thing, Words lick and are tongues, open mouths, they tell truths some have died to speak. Even me walking into your store that...
by Laura Lentz | Oct 17, 2021 | LOVE & SEXUALITY, OXYGEN: Poetry for Survival & Thriving
The man I loved had been dead a year. I felt like a young widow catching men in my web of sorrow. I grieved through thighs and back and mouth and hair. I had entered the shadowy life of Philadelphia nightclubs in the 80’s, ending every night with a man in my bed after...
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...
