Romana Iorga
Romana Iorga This Silence Is the Largest I Could Find It has no doors, no windows.Yes, you may crawl inside it, but you must dig.I don’t know how long it will take.What spade? Use your fingers, your toes.Your teeth, if…
Romana Iorga This Silence Is the Largest I Could Find It has no doors, no windows.Yes, you may crawl inside it, but you must dig.I don’t know how long it will take.What spade? Use your fingers, your toes.Your teeth, if…
Connie Jordan Green These Bones at Eighty-Four These bones grow brittle as we age, the limber shock- absorbing joints of our youth now gnarled knuckles that scarcely grip a pencil. And what of fish bones, skeletons thin as a wish…
Ode to My BreastsI have no memory of the buds, the hard fistsof hormones hauling you up not unlikethe earth moved by velvety voles.Warm friends, I underestimated you.You grew out of sinewy muscle and fat,that dirty word, that dense tissuewhy…
Caleb Petersen Ten Reasons to Write Poetry One) last night Hunter diced onions and poblano peppers,finely, then scraped them into a pot of beef. Two)it smelled of smoked paprika and cumin and my eyeswelled up with the need for metaphor.…
Kirby Wright BOULDER BLUES We sat near the continental air access tunnel. My father wore a Lilly Daché button-up, khaki pants, and blue joggers. Daddyo was upset that my mother and Jen were visiting the airport gift shop. He…
Albert Kapikian Editor's Note NOTES ON ISSUE 75 A community college is a commons tasked with the search for the common interest. Montgomery College, through its literary journal, has been tasked also with the search for another kind of…
Kale Hensley I RECKON WITH MY FEET The first time a girl witnesses her toes in the mouth of another, she would not have anticipated it happening during a game at church. It is complicated. I use that word in…
by Hannah Smart 4904 A Nonstatistical Analysis of the Futility of Statistical Analysis It’s 7:04 p.m. on Tuesday, May 30, and I’m about to enter Fenway Park for what will be my first ever major league baseball game, sponsored…
Potomac Review will host a series of themed issues beginning with The Other, in Spring 2025, and, in Fall 2025, The Unseen. We welcome poetry, short fiction, essays, and meditations on these topics. Submissions for "The Other" will be open July 1st…