Fogdog

After Fishbone 2012 by Rosita McKenzie

My anxiety (zero visibility)
forks into fire.

Bounced across satellites, your voice
volleys through my fever.

I repent for no end of vices.
A small craft is easy to overturn.

From an ocean boiling with omens
one spirit breaks away, sweeps upward.

Your light your lightning your likeness
revealed then dissolved.

Your wreck under the waves
becomes many gods.

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Jill Khoury is interested in the intersection of poetry, visual art, gender, and disability. She holds an MFA from The Ohio State University and edits Rogue Agent, a journal of embodied poetry and art. She has written two chapbooks — Borrowed Bodies (Pudding House, 2009) and Chance Operations (Paper Nautilus, 2016). Her debut full-length collection, Suites for the Modern Dancer, was released in 2016 from Sundress Publications. Find her at jillkhoury.com.