Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021Sky-Blue ChevyBy: Samantha Wright There is sky-blue Chevy carving its way across the American summer. I’m right behind it. I follow until it’s a...
Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021On a Migraine Day I Felt Oddly at One with the SquashBy: Josephine Pino I am the hollow ends of the stems grown out of control. I await the hatchet, forlorn in open mouthed surprise, even as...
Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021Who Goes First?; Scrolling; When She Looked Over the ExpanseBy: Trapper Markelz Who Goes First? The friend says: I am here for you. I need nothing but your eyes. I will remove the cherry pits just...
Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021What of My Mother, Elodia?By: Elodia Esperanza Benitez Nettle cried down to Rock And Rock later recalled to Beetle Who visits us in our decay What of our mother,...
Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021The Frame; Alchemy on 61st Street; Ode for ordinary heroesBy: Olga Dugan The Frame spring cleaning done, redressing walls my niece, and day pupil since illness, early retirement, holds up a...
Cathexis Northwest PressOct 1, 2021YOLOBy: Karen Greenbaum-Maya As though this needed to be said. Even if reincarnated, we are vivid this way only this time. I fill feeders for...