This website includes my (growing) collection of poems published on Medium, Substack, and elsewhere, starting from the day my mother died, November 1, 2023, to the present.

For a complete listing of links to my poems and other cool stuff:

https://nolchafox2.wixsite.com/blog

Nolcha Fox

1 day ago
1 min

My Body Has Coffee With Love

Love whispers forever. It learned to lie from my younger self. That self that didn’t break from scrapes from falling on the concrete....

Nolcha Fox

1 day ago
1 min

Stoppage

He didn’t show up for work one day. The law books sagged in the bookcases. The calendar forgot to change. The conference room sat empty....

Nolcha Fox

1 day ago
1 min

Glitter Lips

Her lips have poof, sparkling proof that her skin has shimmer too. Her bags and shoes have bling. She’s a bling ding, Only glam and...

Nolcha Fox

2 days ago
1 min

Suckers

Phillip Burne-Jones, Vampire (1897) She was a vamp, a red-haired tramp. At her icy stare, the women simply disappeared into the...

Nolcha Fox

2 days ago
1 min

Waging Art

I battle dragons in their caves on winding plaths of body art. The swords and daggers on my arms that point to sunlight shout I’ve won,...

Nolcha Fox

3 days ago
1 min

Alley Cat

Her soul is a back alley where moon shadows slink. The windows are boarded. The doors are all barred. The walkway is littered with...

Nolcha Fox

4 days ago
1 min

Riding Out the Storm

Little bird, so small, with mottled feathers, I wonder if you quake upon that bouncy branch when thunder shakes the ground, or if you see...

Nolcha Fox

5 days ago
1 min

Separation

I served myself a notice that I noticed I was halved, and needed to repair the break I found within myself. I could no longer play the...

Nolcha Fox

6 days ago
1 min

Along the Trail

I met myself with all my faults that shook the rocky path. I dusted off all my mistakes and laid them end to end. My errors stretched...

Nolcha Fox

6 days ago
2 min

September 2024 Feature

On a Roll I rattle through my broken vows in this barrel of regrets. I pray for rain to wash away my excuses and pretensions. I pray that...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 11
1 min

Leaving the Leaves

Summer slips slowly to yellows and reds. Chokecherry trees scatter purple goodbyes. Aspen leaves wither and crunch underfoot. Mornings I...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 10
1 min

Haze

I see the air I inhale, forest-fire smoke that turns the flowers to pale haloes ready, waiting while I bend and drop the weight of you...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 10
1 min

For Autumn

Soon the lawnmower will depart to safety of the shed. The hoses will wind around their wheels and hide until next year. The fire bush...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 10
1 min

The Myth of Belonging

I take a mental snapshot of this building I call home. We thought it was the place that we could die for. And die in. We built it ...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 9
1 min

Over the Limit

I park in a no-park zone to gather the baggage of bones I left behind when I rode to another life. So much to weigh me down. How little I...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 9
1 min

Gear Shift

Coffee is calling. As I make a fresh pot, I see wild rabbits gobbling up grass below trees with leaves turning yellow for fall. The wind...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 9
1 min

Our Mothers

Our mothers know time as a face on the band around their wrists. They know seasons as months they tear off the wall. They know love as a...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 9
1 min

Blown Away

My blues are brown from smoky air, depressed by stillness, nothing moves. My heart was blown away by breezes from a slamming door. Please...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 8
1 min

Fall

Fighting the rake, I’d rather play in all the leaves that fall. Let my husband do the work. Leave me all the fun. inspired by:...

Nolcha Fox

Sep 8
1 min

The Absence of Your Presence

Your presence is no longer present. Although I sometimes think I hear you whisper in the shadows of my mind. Photographs and shadows fade...