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C.N.P Poetry
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
A FADING BAND; WE CAN’T GO BACK; EXCERPT FROM A LETTER TO MY MOTHER
By: Claire Scott A FADING BAND Memories illegible whitewashed and weather- bleached by time’s relentless tick My caregiver Talia or...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
December
By: Benjamin Rose An elegy for my youth Would that this house were forever empty And unending Winter never knew thaw, That I might bear...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
Mike Rowe’s Dirty Jobs; All the Dishes; The House
By: Karen S. Henry Mike Rowe’s Dirty Jobs Mardi Gras’s Folly riding in a giant champagne glass at the top of a float with a mace of...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
I Will Grieve Until I Return To Dust
By: Paul Rousseau “A real experience of death isolates one absolutely. The bereaved cannot communicate with the unbereaved.” Iris...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
Things I Felt in Algorithms; Handheld Napkins; Amethyst in Marching Chorus
By: Henry Cherry Things I Felt in Algorithms I felt the ardor traction ray bemoaning felt beams of light. Twelve noon for a bus token in...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
CHANGING THEORIES
By: Alita Pirkopf To James Thomson We held all our lives views we didn’t exactly think out, couldn’t even grasp. Or they held us— we, I...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
Exponential Public
By: Anon Baisch The community of windows refracts to an exponential of whiteness :: the angle of concrete pushed against public :: fences...
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Dec 1, 2022
Struck; Pass The Flame
By: John Paul Caponigro Struck Reopen a forest in its tomb to pinch a blood-dipped stick then raise it up high, cock it with wrist,...
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Dec 1, 2022
My mother cracks watermelon into halves
By: Esther Sadoff scoops out the center until its flesh pales to white. Later sips the cool liquid from the rind. She eats cherries by...
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Dec 1, 2022
Things Only My Hairdresser Knows
By: Katy Shedlock It seems that Russia will invade Ukraine and so I feel I should get my hair cut sit in Anastasia's chair at the cheap...
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Dec 1, 2022
HOW TO LIVE BY THE SEA; NOT ROSES; SPELL
By: Jill Moffett HOW TO LIVE BY THE SEA Butterfly clam bioindicates like a boss. She’s living that swash zone life that bivalve life...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Dec 1, 2022
Midnight’s Talking Lion and the Wedding Fire (Excerpts)
By: Adam Day Not simply glances, tongue slips, implicit evaluations, stances, “misunderstandings” are the existence evidence which should...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
A room. A table. Two chairs.; Invocation No. 14; Invocation No. 21
By: Jennifer Calkins A room. A table. Two chairs. A scrape, the window, a flash of light. Hands rough with scars, criss crossing veins,...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
Activate your ‘bliss molecule’; How to Reverse Hair Loss...; The reason you can’t keep...
By: Jasper Glen Activate your ‘bliss molecule’ An event that induced a blissful feeling: executing the birth of a child; a flawless...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
Friend
By: Rita Malenczyk for Mike Cole When I saw your note under the beer can I thought Wait, what the hell, who has been here Because I’d...
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Nov 1, 2022
Walking April
By: Linda Mcquarrie-Bowerman In a house ransacked by chaotic domesticity, we babysit my sister's grandsons. Childless, I excel with a...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
The Magician’s Arrival; Macabre Magician; Uprooted Dreams
By: Patrick Sylvain The Magician’s Arrival The magician arrives like a hurricane, thrashing dwellings with a ghastly piquancy. The doors...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
Wildfire’s Song/ Day 47; Seasons of Forgiveness
By: Dick Altman Wildfire’s Song/ Day 47 Northern New Mexico If a month-and-a-half of smoke could speak – it would sing to me of a million...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
a poem for those who hide themselves...; in a dream i slept...; i want the vinyl to crackle...
By: Chey Danforth a poem for those who hide themselves in bodies that are already dead if silence is blood/ desecrate me/ drink the...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Nov 1, 2022
Idling; The Now and Then
By: RC deWinter Idling As I sit in the tawdry tail end of summer // sweaty // hair uncombed // bare feet stained with dust // I twist my...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Oct 1, 2022
Train
By: Benjamin J. Kirby Today I heard a train whistle blow in a town a hundred miles from tracks Standing at the edge of a forgotten forge...
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Oct 1, 2022
A Word for that Sound
By: Russell Willis “Flapping” won’t suffice for the sound of scores of Grackles fleeing from over there behind those trees to somewhere...
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Oct 1, 2022
Eli, Eli, Lema Sabachthani
By: Matt Schur It was Monday. Jesus stretched on the sunny steps awaiting glad tidings of great joy. Bob Marley’s little birds wailed...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Oct 1, 2022
Nora Roberts Interview...; Charles Bukowski Interview...; Salman Rushdie Interview...
By: Patrick Moran Nora Roberts Interview—Claire E. White 2021 Take us through a typical day in the life of Nora Roberts. My...
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