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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.
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For a complete listing of links to my poems and other cool stuff:
Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Another Winter
I survive another winter, frozen hours of white-outs, then blinding sun. Today an aerial traffic jam of geese honk promises of green....
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
She’s a Living History Book
She’s a living history book that you can’t open, but you can read her life inside and out: The weight of every passing year bends her...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Unmothered
I find the remains of three weeks of hovering over a cell phone in my purse. Each hour of each day of each week is a glitter flake. You...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Junker
Every day, another part fails. Another piece of you falls off with a clunk. Your navigation system complains about dark alleys and dead...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Walk
Walk with me, you don’t need a train, a car, a bus to feel the crackle underfoot of Autumn’s leafy path. Walk with me, inhale the smoke...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Exposed
From her hair to her toes, she’s an unseen secret walking to the store. She’s a buried treasure obscured by oddness and layers of clothes...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Frayed and Gone
I’m frayed around the edges. My strength is gone. I track lint through the house. Fuzz drops out of my mouth. My brain grows fur. I’m...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Sign of the Times
I wish you could find the sign you’ve been looking for. I wish the sign was in white neon, foot-tall letters so you couldn’t miss it. I...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
My Brain Is Stained
My brain is stained with caffeine. My teeth a latte white. With French vanilla. Syrup dreams drifting. Lazy flecks. To land. On croissant...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Item Not Satisfactory
I ordered a gift card for my mother. Instead, she received a large case of cancer. The case arrived in poor condition, and earlier than...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
You Are a Boat
You are a boat shivering in the foamy tide, moored to a decaying dock, marine angel swirling in a nightmare whirlpool, a capsized craft...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Eyes
We sit in varying stages of anesthesia staring out the window, at the pictures hanging on the wall, anywhere but at the doctor who...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Why I Don’t Like Funerals
Memory always sits in the front pew. She suffers from dementia and cries until she comes back home from the funeral lunch. published in...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Two Micro-Poems
Lure You dangle your heart from the clothesline, promise me it’s candy. I know you only want to hang me out to dry. *** Medicine Cabinet...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
They Sit
They sit on their car hoods, drink pilfered beer, brag of their conquests, and howl at the moon. Each is a transplant from childhood to...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
He Couldn’t Catch Her
He couldn’t catch her when she wrote a poem. She spread her wings, rode bubble words that floated out the door. published in Alien Buddha...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Life of the Party
I should be eating a pizza with TV for my friend. I should be reading novels while cuddled up in bed. Instead, I say I dropped an earring...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
My Dreams
My dreams are mostly dead. I want to revive them, but the coffeemaker in my dreams has no cord to plug into the wall. There are no walls...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Can’t Hear
Please knock on my door. Or ring the doorbell. As loud as you can. The sound might pierce the emptiness you left in the world when you...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 16, 20241 min read
Without You for Good
Without you is a lantern hanging from impossibility. Without you is a nose-bleed ledge on a skyscraper, the mist calling me to jump....
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