This poem is taken from Stand 212, 14(4) December 2016 - February 2017.

Jack Debney Three Poems
The Scar

On my face a foolish scar’s the strongest thing,
above the right eyelid, as though carved by a shiv;
bound to win me small parts in gangster films,
you'd reckon: the heavy at the back
who never says a word but glowers scarishly.
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