heart sucker

By Laura Lucas

it’s something like four a.m. and they’re on
their way to the place she’s been staying and 
the cab driver hands her a red sucker in the shape 
of a heart that she wants to eat but can’t 
get the stubborn wrapper to open

the boy is not a stranger but close enough and
the girl says virginity is a myth anyway the girl 
has already been told she is a woman but doesn’t 
believe it wants the evidence wants some quiet 
victory 

the girl searches for her politics in every crease 
of his body and thinks this is what feminism is or 
could be but the best part is that she will never
see him again can forget his name his hands the fact 
that he likes leonard cohen too

there isn’t much to be said they kick off 
their shoes and when it’s over fall asleep skin stuck
together hair damp from the fever that is 
july on the mediterannean the night stretches
on over two weathered bodies

in the morning the girl feels like running until reaching 
the sea and then swimming until reaching the bottom and 
then digging until clawing grasping holding the thing 
that she thought she would find lying around in the 
dark at four a.m. but didn’t 

Laura Lucas is a Canadian poet and songwriter. She is currently studying environmental studies at the University of Manitoba. Laura is passionate about music, yoga, and traveling with a purpose.