My stepmother, across the table from me, is yet again complaining about getting old. I have heard this lament for thirty years. She just turned seventy-three. Today, I am not in the mood. I interrupt her. ‘You know, Mom, you don’t have to get any older. There is a way to stop aging.’
A resident of Canada, Ignatius Fay is a retired invertebrate paleontologist. His poems have appeared in many online and print journals. He is the editor of the Haiku Society of America Bulletin.