I hear her whistle in the wind. Her hum: a sweet melody that carries, that soothes, that calms the rising pain in my chest, that quenches the loneliness—partially. I feel her presence within these walls. Within the tastefully matched curtains, that brightens and refreshes those gloomy days and lures in hopefulness. Mama, The woman who ...

The following poem is from Lo Potter’s upcoming collection “Celestial Navigation” set for release in September 2021 it’s funny how only a great time laterwe take real personal meaning from dreams.when I dreamt that my bed was safe,because you would make it so.and those stars we pointed to,making constellations in our minds,slowly learning direction,teaching me ...

Thirteen years ago we walked across a church stageNow, so many of us are deadIraq, Afghanistan, or from drug overdoses[Mostly drug overdoses]Some of them? farming or fishing accidents – ButMostly drug overdosesShe called me on the phoneCame down the stairsTelephone cord like a nooseDid you hear about William?Did you hear about Carolyn?Did you hear about ...