an Ekphrastic poem in collaboration with Sarah Erman She couldn’t get moving, her feet couldn’t pedal, her bicycle tires had melted away. The bike frame all rusted, her body all frozen, she’d never get coffee in this concrete state. Copyright © 2023 Nolcha Fox All Rights Reserved
Nolcha’s poems have been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Alien Buddha Zine, Medusa’s Kitchen, and others. Her poetry books are available on Amazon. Nominee for 2023 Best of The Net. Editor for Open Arts Forum. Accidental interviewer/reviewer. Faker of fake news.
You can follow Nolcha on her Website. Facebook. Instagram: nfoxauthor.
A review of her book, “Memory is that raccoon” can be found here. And her book “Why Chicken Explodes in the Microwave” here.
Featured Image: photo © by Sarah Erman, Nolcha’s mother
Editor: Barbara Harris Leonhard
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Brilliant Nolcha! Loved it!
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This is very good Nolcha
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This made me smile🤗
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Witty and smart, Nolcha! We look forward to more!
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What a lovely photograph your mother took and I just love this piece. It was very clever of you and I must say I found myself reading it again. We are a strange group the way we see statues. I see them as life too. I love taking photographs of statues. Beautifully written. Loved it. Big hugs, Joni
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How cute and clever!
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Such a travesty! No coffee!😩
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