Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1of skin and stoneBy: Eve Kagan the sand refuses to be monochrome here where the dunes meet the sea my body pounds rock pink...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Loki Ponders Viennese WisdomBy: HR Harper Loki briefly skims the paperback (meme-bright) Freud, but even with that he begins an after-dinner chat. Loki swims in said...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Secrets; Harvest; ForegroundBy: Danielle Selber Secrets for my first son “But what was here BEFORE?” My poor little theologist, scientist, contrarian eyes watering...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1through gnome’s eyes; Ode to Awe; grottoBy: Olivia Loccisano through gnome’s eyes The first time you called me beautiful I rubbed my skin with pepper I wore pink all my life;...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1The Sighting By: Megan Walter There’s an opening in the sky, i’ve seen it At first it’s blue—the distant type that belongs in horizons and at the...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1A Portrait of My Mother; I Tarot You; The Boxed BallerinaBy: Lissa Batista A Portrait of My Mother I’ve tried to keep betta fish twice. Their beauty in the blue prisms of their scales, gulping...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Schrödinger's Box, Without a MapBy: George Burns -Schrödinger’s cat in a box is a thought experiment that illustrates a paradox in quantum mechanics that any two quantum...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Why Baseheads Are FunnyBy: Tim Stiles My boy, Art, was a drug fiend before you thought that was funny: You would be jerked from sleep by wood-scrape-wood...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Sweeping Back the Thieves; Milkman; The Wounded King Takes a KneeBy: Ed McManis Sweeping Back the Thieves Snow all night, caught the furnace sleeping, our car with four bald tires, your naked body still...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1It's August; Rack and Rolls. Thursday NightBy: Tyler Pufpaff It's August and you’re breaking up with your girlfriend. you tell me something you have never told your closest...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1In the Spirit of Emily DickinsonBy: Karen Carter I’ve never seen God, but I’ve walked a trail, a monarch butterfly flapping in the wind. I’ve never tasted glory, but...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1SPHINX; WHEN I AM OLDBy: J.R. Solonche SPHINX Do you think that’s all the Sphinx said? What else do you think the Sphinx said? Do you think your guess is as...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Winter, My MistressBy: Will Falk The solstice came but the winter did not. So I asked my mistress how she wanted to be loved. She pulled me into a Colorado...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1DavidBy: Everett Roberts I’ve discovered that There is no revelation Learning is seldom something Not mothered in the marrow; it’s how...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1I’ve read that blue eyes don’t have colorBy: Jordan Nishkian Instead, it’s a lack of melanin, translucent atmosphere revealing layered topographies: lapis and cerulean. You used...
Cathexis Northwest PressFeb 1Self-PortraitBy: Benjamin Rose Chōka Thinning gold hair And ramshackle verses scrawled Half-finished across The pages of old notebooks Conspire to...