October 2024 Feature
Waiting to Be Worn Meeting misunderstandings leave us punctured and jagged. Abrasive reactions cause bristled veneers. Time will smooth...
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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 171 min read
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....
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 131 min read
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...
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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 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 31 min read
The Space
Grief is the space you used to be, the breath you breathed that rustled kitchen curtains. Grief is the space of everything that left me...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 21 min read
Seeping, Weeping
Image credit; Esra Korkmaz @ Unsplash Raindrops on the window seep through pages, wrinkling, running ink that smears and obfuscates the...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 21 min read
Holes in My Pockets
I paint a smile on my face. I tell myself it’s over, and I can live as I once did, without the endless sorrow. I hide my hands inside the...
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Nolcha Fox
Sep 21 min read
U-Turn
You can legally U-turn on the Main Street bridge, return to chase your heart across the miles, speed-grieve under lampposts sprouting...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 291 min read
Why I Can’t Find My Father
Image credit Sarah Whiley I dig through snow with frozen fingers. Branches scratch words in the sky. Don’t bother. We touched the ground...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 261 min read
Hidden Story
My grandfather never told me why my older cousins shunned him. I didn’t know why he guilted us before he left the country. It wasn’t...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 241 min read
Hap
I’m hapless at happiness. Any hap that can happen is haphazard in my quest for pure joy. A fortune teller in Hapsburg wished nothing...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 231 min read
Hard Winters
Hard Winters He loved under endless blue skies. He breathed in the wind. But the wind left winter chill in his lungs. Some say it was...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 201 min read
Boating
Under the Sea, by Glyn Philpot (England) 1918 I was born on a boat of rock, a boat of silent anger. Don’t rock the boat, don’t tell the...
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Nolcha Fox
Aug 201 min read
Sky Page and You
I tear out a page of silken blue sky to wrap up all our years, to preserve you with all the nights my tears turned to ice cubes, knowing...
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Nolcha Fox
Jul 301 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
Feb 111 min read
Austin-Healey
You loved driving that Austin-Healey, top down, wind blowing your hair back. You grinned between puffs on your cigar. The canyon was...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 111 min read
The Ghost in the Cellar
She roams the rooms, sometimes a shaft of sun, or shadow out of step with light or dark. Sometimes I see her, nod my head, think nothing...
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Nolcha Fox
Feb 111 min read
Tower
You are determined to reach God, and you don’t care how high you have to build or what you use. You start with the Legos your parents...
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