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      April 6, 2020Gender StudiesSue Howell

      Her husband says, when women get old
      they come to be more like men. And old men
      come to be more like women.
      What does that mean
      Old men are precise. They holiday in the bathroom,
      scraping dry skin, plucking nose hairs. No longer
      taking pleasure in pissing from the balcony.
      Polite as Renaissance princes, they talk in high voices
      about woman things.
      What are woman things
      The lives of others. Who has failed to make
      the cut. Who deserves to be shunned. Country
      gardens. These men have hobbies, collect
      small objects to store in ivory cabinets. They zip
      and fasten, carry handkerchiefs.
      And the old women
      They fill their purses with knives, brass knuckles.
      Begin to wear steel-tipped boots, don’t wipe their feet.
      They crowd on street corners, speaking in strange tongues.
      With dripping brushes, they paint old scars red. Their eyes
      snake across a room, seeking out weakness.
      What will happen then?
      In another time the two may join again,
      crush like linebackers or melt like snow on skin.

      from #66 - Winter 2019

      Sue Howell

      “I’ve been writing poetry since 2nd grade. But I got serious when I was asked to help out at our local library, which sponsored a writing event for children. Fourth graders. I was amazed by the intensity and clarity of their writing, and I saw what I wanted in my own writing … a fresh eye.”