“Identity” Featured Artist Kate Potter
Synkroniciti is pleased to welcome back Pennsylvanian poet Kate Potter, who closes our “Identity” issue with her poem “Gravity.” Kate acknowledges that our identity, at least as we know it, …
Synkroniciti is pleased to welcome back Pennsylvanian poet Kate Potter, who closes our “Identity” issue with her poem “Gravity.” Kate acknowledges that our identity, at least as we know it, …
Synkroniciti is pleased to welcome back poet Samuel Prestridge from Georgia with two poems. “Poem In Which My Father Turns into Boxes of Bulk Pork Sausage (After a Wrong Turn …
It was almost painful to watch, that kite of mine. Tethered to the string in my hand. Dancing in the sky all alone. My breath caught in my throat, my …
The flow. Yeah. Knowing you could step on the court and make it happen. You practiced, sure. But then, when you walked out there, you could just go. You could …
Most of what I know I’ve learned from falling, from placing the brighter side of my hands against the earth and pressing until vertical. The ground has taught me more …
You don’t fall in love like you fall in a hole. You fall like falling through space. It’s like you jump off your own private planet to visit someone else’s …
“What’s wrong with me? I lose my footing, in here.” He touched his head. “When a neuro-typical looses their footing, they yell or escape to the TV, or maybe the …
Falling upon earth, Pure water spills from the cup Of the camellia. — Bashõ Image: The camellia’s tears, Katherine McDaniel, 2019
Thanksgiving Day 2018 was a memorable one. We spent the week in Blanding, UT. Unlike Moab to the north with its trendy, sporty persona, which I don’t much love, Blanding …
The ground was so far below him, he could barely make it out through the grey mists that whirled around him, but he could feel how fast he was falling, …
