Firefly. Kristyn M. Potter He stood outside of her front door, glancing down at the last text correspondence that they had collectively engaged in, shocked that he had made it to this point, and so quickly. It had only been a few days of their texting- day-long endeavours, beginning with a coy text about a…Read more Firefly. // A Short Story
Ernest Hemingway apparently won a bet by writing a short story that was fewer than ten words: For sale. Baby Shoes. Never worn. While I am not Hemingway, I have written my own ten word short story below. Titled, 2010: She sighed heavily, ripped her degree; and sold coffee.
Chicago Saturday, November 9, 2010 "Get Innocuous" 10:40 a.m. She rolled over in her full sized bed, with rumpled black Jersey sheets and dirty socks gathered at the foot. Beside her lay a tall, dark and handsome victim of another night, caused from too much pot, whiskey and coke, and low self-esteem. Fuck. Her life…Read more Get Innocuous
Those Damn Peach Roses K. Potter, 2006 The room was silent with even the slightest whisper echoing throughout. We’d been sitting in my great grandmother’s living room for about 5 hours, but it seemed like an eternity. A hopeful eternity where my mother and aunt would walk in the house, lightly close the door with…Read more Those Damn Peach Roses
The Eternal Friendship K. Potter, 2006 The water rolls gently across the delicate cinnamon brown sand. As my feet make imprints into the gentle beads of the sand, I soak in the salt of the sea. I take a slow walk with the sunset as the sea whispers sweet nothings in my ears. We become…Read more The Eternal Friendship
A Portrait of the Writer as a Young Woman K. Potter, 2006 Vita Hominis Sine Literis Mors Est. Man’s Life Without Literature is dead. “Once upon a time there was a girl who, at the age of twelve, took an airplane to Hawaii and ended up in a foreign country….” That’s how it always started.…Read more A Portrait of the Writer as a Young Woman