Lynn McGee
Sometimes I see your scar, 
dark track where your breast 
once was. I see you kneeling, 
that first time in my bed, 
sinewy arms pulling 
the black muscle T-shirt 
over your head. 
I see your surprised smile 
as I pull out a tiny bottle, 
squeeze a glistening bead 
onto your fingers—
I'm giving you all kinds 
of permission—and I feel 
that tender rush, as you 
slow us down. 
Lynn McGee's poems have recently appeared in The Same, The American Poetry Review, Southern Poetry Review, Hawai'i Review and elsewhere. Her manuscript, Wheel of Ice, was a nominee for the McGovern Prize, and earlier poems were published in the Ontario Review, Painted Bride Quarterly, Sun and other magazines. Her chapbook Bonanza won the Hudson Valley Writer's Center/Slapering Hol Press manuscript contest, and she earned an MFA in Poetry at Columbia University. Today, Lynn is a public affairs writer and lives in Brooklyn.

more by Lynn McGee:
I Leave You Listed
Second Round