lynne potts

Two Poems by Lynne Potts

FACTS, CHICKENS, AND TRAIN TRACKS Acquisition in the lobby of the El Rancho Hotel, Gallup New Mexico where the waitress wears braids to her waist and the train outside slides [...]

November 1, 2015

The Silver Birch by Vincent O’Connor

In the garden of my deceased dad there stood a single tree. It bore no fruit, offered no druids’ code, brought forth no [...]
Someone and other poems by Robert Martin Evans

who looks just like you speaks another language [...]
SALT AND LIGHT ~ A COVENANT by Lisa Harris

I. Evil, like most things, takes time to grow— small steps taken and subtle masks worn, nudges and whispers, a wink and a [...]
Flesh and Blood by Stuart Snelson

They would only be staying one night, of that he had been assured. He didn’t begrudge them their visit, at such short [...]
The Morning of the Day by Lee Foust

I half sat/half lay propped up on a pillow in bed looking out the bay window in the nearest corner of Betty’s large [...]
Slick as an Albino Seal from Knee to Toe and other poems by Jeremiah Driver

lit by moonlight, she said I want you to know I’m beautiful. Her shirt folded above her head like a jellyfish. She hid her [...]
My Empty Stomach by Ashlie Allen

I am too dizzy to eat, though the lemon cake smells good. She made it for me because she knows I am sad. We will argue when [...]
Four Poems by Justin Hyde

after your best friend’s wedding we stood naked in front of the hotel mirror arms behind each other’s backs marveling at [...]
We are home here and other poems by Cassandra Justine Grisdale

I watch as you stretch in your sleep, muscles flexing under skin whose scars I kissed moments earlier. You sigh deeply and I [...]
Radio Truth by Ashlie Allen

Dad twitches in his sleep, afraid he’s really on the reservation. I keep the radio on, too sad and hungry to sleep. If [...]
Photophobia by Bobbi Lurie

I pray he will eat. I know he won’t let me make him food. His fear of wasting water overwhelms him so he rushes to [...]
The Prescription by Jenya Doudareva

It was about time to renew summer. Traditionally, a person or a group that had the necessary power would do it. It was [...]