Cathexis Northwest Press
Letter To Rani Sharif
By: Benjamin Rose And thereupon my heart is driven wild: She stands before me as a living child. —Yeats Gul hui jaati hai afsurdah...
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C.N.P Poetry
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Absolute zero and the Bose-Einstein Condensate
By: Michelle Wilson Your address is clear, still we can’t seem to ever reach you at home liquid hydrogen lives close liquid helium even...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Mature-Themed Children’s List-Poem...; Jay, did you see the Warbler...?; Dear Tape Recorder...
By: King Tina Mature-Themed Children’s List-Poem on What Not to Say While Wearing Glasses —Everything is a self portrait. Chuck Palahniuk...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
PTS Morn
By: John Heacock I Spine fused to the chairback, wedged in a walled corner side-eyeing parking lot patrons through plate-glass windows...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Ray's Men; This Thing I Do
By: Arthur Russell Ray's Men Bakers still bake birthday cakes for little boys who’ve died between the order and the pick-up dates....
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Mock Orange
By: HR. Harper We wait in the greenest bowers made from borrowed water with no need to return the favors from a world where everything...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Prayer for Diners; driving jimmy home; the customers never saw
By: Sara Ries Dziekonski Prayer for Diners For the bounty of coffee, conversation, grease stained newspapers strewn around counters and...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
90s Daytime
By: Elizabeth Sylvia hosted a parade of wrongs that only an audience could right. Jerry Springer, he was the king of women who had...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Midnight;
By: Chloe Ford Midnight Winter’s eve. Wind haunts the eaves invisible somewhere beyond my black bedroom window. Each piece of furniture,...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
Resistance;
By: Marc Schorin Resistance The billy club is my enemy, I say, and the hunger it beats out is almost nearly my own. I am in agony, it is...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
SILVER LINED APOCALYPSE; PSYCHE GOES TO THE FARMER'S MARKET; ON THE CUSP OF THE POSE
By: Julie Benesh SILVER LINED APOCALYPSE If you and I were the last people on earth, I could, I would, make you love me. I’d set every...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
red line drawn on parchment paper
By: James Morehead i hold the last sheet of parchment paper firmly between my fingers the edge sharp cut clean its surface slightly...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
t3ch d3tox
By: Aaron Barry dear handsome as the director of the national bank of sierra leone it has come to my attention that big busty asian...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
The Plea
By: Dana Delibovi We are lost in Beacon, New York, thick with mosquitoes that we three kids swat in the backseat of Grandpa’s Impala,...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
The Last Dance
By: Jason Hyun Winchester I. It’s more than that More than your hand across my chest? My words can’t You’re so quiet when you twirl my...
Cathexis Northwest Press
- Aug 1, 2022
3 Untitled Nature Catastrophe Poems
By: Darren Demaree maybe having children was a mistake i can’t stop shaking when i think they could be the last adults they could kiss...
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