Gone Lawn
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Gone Lawn 43
Second New Moon, 2022

Featured artwork, Baby Orange on Fire, by Charlotte Hamrick

New Works

Nolcha Fox

My Father's Ghost Hates Cats

My father's ghost hates cats on kitchen counters, I think because they make him sneeze. My father's ghost hates cabinet doors left open in distraction, and things not in their place. My father's ghost hates children. He whispers "Velcro them to the ceiling." My mother wonders why I never had my own, but maybe not. My father's ghost loves lists of many colors. I toss them in the trash before

I become my father's ghost.

What Does Silence Sound Like?

Silence is the breath of my lungs, an accordion that can't sing, nose seeping fog, dissolving into sunlight. Silence is a glowing orb growing thick and sweet to the taste, melting my senses. Silence is the empty space between two pillows, the dent in the mattress where you used to be. Silence is my fingers reaching for yours, fingers you can't see, can't hear, can't touch.

Nolcha has written all her life, starting with poop and crayons on the walls. That led to a long career in technical writing. She retired into creative writing. Her poems have been published in WyoPoets News, Duck Head Journal, Ancient Paths, Dark Entries, The Red Lemon Review, Agape Review, Bullshit Literary Magazine, Storyteller's Refrain and Wilder Literature. Twitter: @NolchaF.