H E R M E N E U T I C C H A O S J O U R N A L
: : Grief : Hunger
Dream of dogfruit and wolfruit,
drizzled in the tonic
My open mouth like baby-
gloom-waiting. Upon waking—
o Mom: the crawl for the sweet,
a home-that-is-not. Instead
I’m curdled, curled into
the hold of the plane.
Naked, horrid, under
blue. Bandages glued to my arms.
I don’t want to know
what disturbs the skin underneath.
Jill Khoury is interested in the intersection of poetry, visual art, representations of gender, and disability. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in numerous journals, including Arsenic Lobster, Copper Nickel, Inter|rupture, and Portland Review. She edits Rogue Agent, a journal of embodied poetry and art. Her chapbook Borrowed Bodies was released from Pudding House Press (2009). Her first full-length collection, Suites for the Modern Dancer, is forthcoming from Sundress Publications (2016). You can find her at jillkhoury.com.
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