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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
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Miscellaneous Poems (August 2024 Feature)
Just So I arrange my clothes by color, then by sleeve length. Socks and bras are color-coded, too. You will find my dishes stacked by...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Poems on Time (August 2024 Feature)
Up and Down Once was waves and boats, then diving underwater for a swim among the fish. Air depleting, back to boat, an up-and-down ride...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Animal Poems (August 2024 Feature)
The Robe Thunder threatens. Even though I close the curtains, little white dog trembles underneath my desk. She makes a nest in my winter...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Poems on Food (August 2024 Feature)
Dinner for One Scrambled eggs with a sprinkling of chicken livers. She doesn’t care, my dog eats alone. *** Every breakfast we eat...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Whirl and Swirl
My questions are exhausted. I’ve pursued them on foot and with wings. Those questions of how to make sense of the chaos. I’ve hemmed...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 8, 20241 min read
Forgiveness
He shakes her, breaks her. Still she stands, forgiving. She sprouts, he pouts. Her flowers bloom. He says he’s sorry. Her leaves turn...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 7, 20241 min read
Locked and Loaded
I fire off some hurting words and kill the love between us. I pump my insults into flesh and murder an old friendship. I shoot some...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 7, 20241 min read
Dusty Sorbet
Road dust gathers into a heavy skirt around the old oak on a humid night under the sorbet sky melting into moon Nothing worse than...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 6, 20241 min read
Lonely Dreams
Dreams hide from sunrise, from busyness shouting down stardust and flying through rainbows and clouds. Dreams live alone, living lonely,...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 5, 20241 min read
Jar Ajar
My jarful of lightning bugs, little flying stars, was ajar. They escaped from conscription, jarheads no more. In shock, I dropped the...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 5, 20241 min read
Perseverance
Tell me I’m a bird that flies against a gale-force wind, a flowing stream that takes its time to wear the boulders smooth. Tell me that...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 5, 20241 min read
Thugs
Subtlety goes out for coffee when he opens up his mouth. No one wants to die from a stampede of thoughtless blurts. Imagination never...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 4, 20241 min read
Basement Buddies
Fear and Anxiety live in the basement. They complain it’s too expensive to find another headspace, and mine is so comfortable. They added...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 4, 20241 min read
The Dance
Time and Space do a jig, surfing gravity’s waves into black holes. Dark Mother hides, sighs in the sunless sun. Hangs a sign, “No...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 3, 20241 min read
Ewww
The bad breath of half-baked anxiety fills the basement of my brain. Anxiety invites Fear and Worry to eat week-old raw cod and play a...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 3, 20241 min read
If They’ll Make Up Their Minds
Storm clouds crouch at the horizon, unsure whether to approach with furious lightning strikes Or retreat behind mountains to calmly plan...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 2, 20241 min read
Who's the Stupid One Now?
I’m a blockhead, a pinhead, a woodenhead. I thought I knew better than you, but you hung me out to dry. published in Medusa's Kitchen...
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Nolcha Fox
Jul 30, 20241 min read
End of the Line
Fear doesn’t know if she’s coming or going. She knows she’s on track for destruction. Where there’s a track, there’s a train. She knows...
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Nolcha Fox
Jul 30, 20241 min read
Nine Months Gone
Nine months is pregnant with loss, a big ball of emptiness lodged in my gut. My gut wants to disgorge you, regurgitate you, bring you...
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Nolcha Fox
Jul 29, 20241 min read
Roadblocks
Summer is a red-barrel roadblock. It’s a season I detest. Tourists pull their campers through our small town for the road trip of their...
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