Poetry by Lee Potts: Crypto

Crypto

Soot from fire-smudged
pot bottoms, dust from
the backroom door lintel,
and varnish from the bent
wicker breakfast tray, scraped off,
and compacted into a coin

to purchase that stretch of creek
where water often parts,
where stone splits into caves
when the one asking is innocent,
and where fey ice, bearing weight,
cracks and whispers.

Bio: Lee Potts is the author of the chapbook And Drought Will Follow and is poetry editor at Barren Magazine. His work has appeared in Rust + Moth, Whale Road Review, UCity Review, Parentheses Journal, Firmament, Moist Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. He lives just outside of Philadelphia. He’s @LeePottsPoet on Twitter.

Poetry: He never puts names by Lee Potts

on the letters he sends.
They can be for any-
one, these envelopes of
ashes. In this one he
asks after my lonely,
insomniac child.
All my sons can sleep. His
new lover is about
to leave her husband. Why
tell me? We aren’t that close.
He warns me against sins
I will not commit. These
words must be for someone
else he knows. With no name
even he can’t be sure.


Bio: Lee Potts is the author of the chapbook And Drought Will Follow and is poetry editor at Barren Magazine. His work has appeared in Rust + Moth, Whale Road Review, UCity Review, Parentheses Journal, Firmament, Moist Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. He lives just outside of Philadelphia. He’s @LeePottsPoet on Twitter.

Poetry by Lee Potts : Roadside Picnic

Roadside Picnic

if the seeds
of glass sown
beside highways
once wrecks
are trucked away
weren’t so sharp (and if
they would actually grow)
a new weed with brittle
petals could
sprout and cup
honeyed wine
for us to share
and suddenly drunk
we would see
that all the glass
in the world will 
break back down
to sand again
someday


Bio: Lee Potts is the author of the chapbook And Drought Will Follow and is poetry editor at Barren Magazine. His work has appeared in Rust + Moth, Whale Road Review, UCity Review, Parentheses Journal, Firmament, Moist Poetry Journal, and elsewhere. He lives just outside of Philadelphia. He’s @LeePottsPoet on Twitter.