‘Stench’ and 2 more by Nolcha Fox


He’s a laundry bag of lies
he swears is candy.
She knows the smell is funny, but
she’d rather think he loves her,
so, she holds her nose
and smiles at what he says.
He steals her jewelry, pawns it,
then takes her on vacation,
to show he’s rich
with money that is hers.
She knows that something’s rotting,
but she can’t find the body,
so, she sprays air freshener
everywhere she goes.
When she finds her diamonds missing,
she hits him with a shovel,
buries him, and finds the stench is gone.

Bad Santa

Life crawls down
the chimney at night,
empties my closet
of childhood,
and leaves me

this wrinkled old body.

Love is a fly

on my coffee cup lip,
waiting for me
to notice it’s here.

But I’m playing
Mahjong on
my computer.

Love teeters
and drowns
in cold brew.

Image by Colin Gee


Nolcha’s poems have been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Alien Buddha Zine, Medusa’s Kitchen, and others. Her three chapbooks are available on Amazon. Nominee for 2023 Best of The Net. Editor for Kiss My Poetry and for Open Arts Forum. Accidental interviewer.
Website: https://bit.ly/3bT9tYu
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