I’d never seen anything quite like it
I do not even remember blood
The flesh separated
It was deep
Pulp pushed out
The skin on your forearm curled back
You cackled & cackled
Denied medical attention
The wound healed all wrong
That taut shine that filled in the gap
A tiny halfpipe on your arm
No tattoo could cover up
It was more than a reminder
This was a tell
There were no limits
Mark Danowsky is Editor-in-Chief of ONE ART: a journal of poetry. He is author of several short poetry collections including, most recently, Meatless (Plan B Press). His poems and other writing have been curated in many journals including Alba, The New Verse News, anti-heroin chic, Right Hand Pointing, The Broadkill Review, Gargoyle, Otoliths, and elsewhere.