i saw the scar across the realtor’s wrist 

i saw the long 

recent scar 

 

across the 

realtor’s wrist 

 

and i wanted 

to kiss it

 

but didn’t 

 

my instincts are

calamitous &i 

 

frequently 

overstep 

 

the boundaries 

of strangers 

 

i saw her sweet 

eye contact &i 

 

ran my fingers 

over the new 

 

pearl-shaped 

bump on the 

 

landscape 

of my own 

 

unending

forehead 

 

instead

Zoe Canner's writing has appeared in The Laurel Review, Arcturus of the Chicago Review of Books, Naugatuck River Review, SUSAN / The Journal, Maudlin House, Occulum, Pouch, Matter, Chaleur Magazine, Nailed Magazine, Indolent Books' What Rough Beast, and elsewhere. She lives in Los Angeles where she indulges in hilly walks at dusk when the night-blooming jasmine is at its peak fragrance. www.zoecanner.com

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