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Jill Khoury

By September 5th, 2022No Comments

chronic lyric: pollutant

o pain, see
my peeled bark
my moss cascade
my swollen burls
the sky
flaunts milkfat
and smoky
i feel my core
tremor in
the phloem



i am a gray spirit
sewn to a house

first grave for a second
to find myself
dispossessed of elbows

then curious i wander

shake my head over a cairn
of pantry spices cardamom
fennel coriander cumin a chant

to take me home

where is home

i am a glass rabbit
in a room full of cushions
slightly damp

flesh silvered with frostbite
coffeestained china vials & tinctures
unraveled wool prismatic rocks
blow through the mud bank
of pipe leakage and dust clumps
over the swampy couch
into one ear and out

site of a burglary my body arises
from dust-stroked baseboards
from a huddle of curio cabinet figurines





Jill Khoury is a multiply disabled poet. She holds an MFA from The Ohio State University and edits Rogue Agent, a journal of embodied poetry and art. Her poems have appeared in numerous journals, including Copper Nickel, Bone Bouquet, Lunch Ticket, and diode. She has written two chapbooks—Borrowed Bodies (Pudding House) and Chance Operations (Paper Nautilus). Her debut full-length collection, Suites for the Modern Dancer, was released from Sundress Publications. Find her at