One Sentence Poems

Roy Dorman What’s For Lunch? After having been together for more than fifty years, it’s his first morning without her, and though there is pancake mix, as well as eggs, syrup, and cooking oil, he sits at the kitchen table, with no company except for his grief, eating cornflakes straight from the box, and staring […]

Roy Dorman Waiting Just a Little The porch light is on, and the key is still under the potted geranium in the corner, but I no longer sleep on the couch waiting for you. Roy Dorman would like to have one of his One Sentence Poems picked up by a Hollywood producer, perhaps Steven Spielberg, […]

Roy Dorman Choices From the gym floor she singled me out for Lady’s Choice, a slow dance, and I made my way down from seven rows up in the bleachers, past snickering buddies, and danced with her to Skeeter Davis’ “The End of the World,” thinking I should tell Father Ziegler soon I wouldn’t be […]

Roy Dorman Being Seen He takes extra care in dressing this morning as he is meeting Narcissus for coffee and surely they will be observed by the other customers. Roy Dorman, a voracious reader for over 60 years, has had poetry and flash fiction published recently on a number of online literary sites. 

Roy Dorman Witness In the gentle darkening of dusk, white tail deer stand wide-eyed, ears and tails erect, transfixed on the lawn outside a ramshackle cabin, as the commotion of a hunters’ poker game pours through screened windows. Roy Dorman is the submissions editor of Lake City Lights, an online literary site, and has had poetry […]