Soul Box

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Stars could fade, darkness

like nothing, this world without

you as my heart light.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

THE SOUL BOX PROJECT is a national community art project calling for the making of one hand-folded paper box to represent every person killed or injured by gunfire in the U.S. since 2014. Hundreds of thousands of these Boxes will be displayed together in massive art installations to reveal the staggering number of gunfire victims.

I had the privilege of visiting this exhibit and making my own Soul Box to contribute to the cause. If you are near Portland, Oregon take time to visit and read what these boxes say. Multnomah Arts Center Gallery

Find out more at SoulBoxProject.org

“The point is, art never stopped a war and never got anybody a job. That was never its function. Art cannot change events. But it can change people… because people are changed by art – enriched, ennobled, encouraged – they then act in a way that may affect the course of events… by the way they vote, they behave, the way they think.”                      – Leonard Bernstein

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She – a poem by Ali Grimshaw

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She learned to take herself
out of her body, to separate
no longer be encased by flesh.

She learned to go, bundle her spirit
carry it out and away, above the invasion
the uninvited intolerable penetration.

She learned numbness, not to be
within her skin, to pack up her
soul and exit, just until it was over.

She learned how,
survival was her teacher.
It was the only way.

She didn’t know help
with mouth stitched closed
only endurance walked with her.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2018

Shedding Shame

 

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Willing my body to enter the room

a mountain of mortification on my back

being seen while craving camouflage.

 

Owning the me that showed up

failure and intention, the human package

tied up with a bow of expectations.

 

While seeking an empty seat,

I investigate shedding shame, cast off

of the past. Owning my skin before

molting of forgiveness.

 

 

© Ali Grimshaw 2018

Sintra, Portugal 2017 – Weathered

Forgiving Fridays

Firecracker Phrases

 

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Now I sit in thought with

what I wish

I would have said

instead of that which came flying off my tongue

like butterflies leaving my mouth

beautiful at first sight

fluttering innocently toward you

with a closer look

upon landing

were really illegal firecrackers

of golden red that

left you speechless.

I’m sorry.

© Ali Grimshaw 2017

Forgive your mistakes. Forgiving Connects.