Aging in place

A new poem in the fabulous (literally) journal, Rogue Agent

Jill Khoury's cover art for Issue 107 of Rogue Agent: a square surrounded by a pink border and splashed with streaks of black or brown paint. At the top, the word “gyna-“ disappears under a piece of loosely-woven peach-colored fabric that covers the upper right part of the image. The words “dead languages on our tongues” appear diagonally across its left side. The rest of the image is made up of several pictures including an eye, a digestive tract, lungs, a liver, and bursts of colored pills.

Jill Khoury’s cover art for Issue 107 of Rogue Agent: a square surrounded by a pink border and splashed with streaks of black or brown paint. At the top, the word “gyna-“ disappears under a piece of loosely-woven peach-colored fabric that covers the upper right part of the image. The words “dead languages on our tongues” appear diagonally across its left side. The rest of the image is made up of several pictures including an eye, a digestive tract, lungs, a liver, and bursts of colored pills.

Image and alt-text by Jill Khoury

Isn’t this cover image fabulous? As in like a fable, a fairy tale, a story. Collage art always captures my attention because of the work it does in juxtaposing images so that viewers can assemble a story to go with it.

Winter can be a difficult time for me and my old bones. My poem, “Aging in Place,” which appears in this current issue of Rogue Agent, reflects some of that difficulty.

Do you ever want to give up on healing? Why or why not?

My future snaps like a rusted latch
and hasp. I live happily severed after. . . .

https://www.rogueagentjournal.com/msharpe

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