Dawn Potter: Lost Time
In “my dream about time,” the poet Lucille Clifton writes of “a woman unlike myself” who “is running down the long hall of a lifeless house.” I am fifty-two years … Continue reading
May 13, 2018 · 2 Comments
Dawn Potter: Duet for Uncle Paul
. First Voice Vibrating with sinusitis and a gum infection, I shift from one foot to the other as my father, your big brother, creaks down onto his … Continue reading
December 26, 2017 · 3 Comments
