Cathexis Northwest Press
I Was There When He Died; This Time; This is Not a Love Story
By: C. Eliot Mullins I was there when he died smoothing thinned hair against his spotted scalp He could not speak by then. They say lung...
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C.N.P Poetry
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
My Lover, the Songbird Who Was Swallowed by a Snake
By: Mikal Wix Her pupils receded into distant stars, pinpoints, divine and deep in their retreat— and her skin seethed with sweet ice...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Lying in Bed; Gleaming
By: Kurtis Ebeling Lying in Bed A thin shade glows with a pale yellow, draped softly over panes of glass. Irises drain quietly inward,...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
infrasonic; i have slept; toward evening
By: George Perreault infrasonic we assume silence to be nothing though the deep basins ring with their hidden acapella and across the...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Sonnet for a Crepuscular World
By: Paul Ilechko A vanished sun stained the roughness of their hands as you turned to the door blue against the red brick of the wall ...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Sakuras
By: Alexander Lazarus Wolff The sakuras blossom as I pass. Each cherry- colored bud flourishing like the unfolding of a Japanese fan. The...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Ode to the Line; Pythagorean Theorem
By: Corinne Hughes Ode to the Line from here to there distance imagined ...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Six killed in interstate chain...; The insane history...; 10 things...;
By: Patrick Wilcox Six killed in interstate chain pileup outside Flagstaff We spent entire lifetimes wondering what wounds looked like...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Dusk; Driving through Rockbank in March; Horse
By: Anicca Maleedy-Main Dusk A mind like trouser dust and bones that catch the light through gaps in vision, flow of days. Chinks in...
Cathexis Northwest Press
Jun 1, 2022
Common Courtesy; Citrus Rites
By: M.E. Walker Common Courtesy Did you hold the door Open for me just now? I’m afraid it’s hard To tell on account of your Staring off...
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