Leaving the Leaves
Summer slips slowly to yellows and reds. Chokecherry trees scatter purple goodbyes. Aspen leaves wither and crunch underfoot. Mornings I...
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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.
For a complete listing of links to my poems and other cool stuff:
Nolcha Fox
Sep 101 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 101 min read
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 ...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 91 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 91 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 91 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 91 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 81 min read
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...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 71 min read
You don't think
You don’t think about what you say. I don’t say what I think. The perfect marriage. published in Five Fleas: https://fivefleas.blogspot.c...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 61 min read
Numbers Game
I never could see patterns in the numbers on the page. My brain simply collapsed, deflated, needed oxygen. But I can hear the patterns...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 61 min read
Grief Starts Small
She is a tiny thing at first, a mouse that crawls through holes in walls, eluding baits of midnight phone calls that I know will...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 51 min read
Tabloid Tableau
Pretty faces grace the tabloids, They’re so crucial. I ignore them, check the weather, shred their kissers for kitty litter. the tableau...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 41 min read
"Too Much Fun to Be Legal"/"Words into Elephants" Book Launch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Il0lJIZh_XE&t=1s Also available via: https://nolcha.substack.com/p/double-launch-video and...
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