Poetry// My Nose.

By Lori Sinanian
22 August 2020

My nose, like a bridge, takes your eyes on a trip

My nose counters my face like no makeup ever could

My nose, from the side, has the power to block your peripheral view while your eyes are still open

My nose knows very well the power of the word no
and it inaudibly does so just by existing

The cartilage and bone structure goes beyond my ancestors of the Armenian Genocide

My nose is historical, as I wear a blood-related relative's feature that I never knew

My nose is an untouched survivor of cosmetic surgeons who profit off their clients’ sadness.

As an Armenian-Venezuelan, Lori Sinanian wears many hats that derive from her interest in the intersection of different modes of communicating. Sinanian holds a degree in English Literature from the University of California, Irvine. Through her degree, she has obtained the power of the impact of words, but always with an eye for advocacy, storytelling, and social justice.