Marie Scarles is a writer, artist, and organizer from the marshlands of Mystic, CT, based in Brooklyn, NY. Her work appears in The Believer, Los Angeles Review of Books, The Rumpus, About Place Journal, and elsewhere. She earned her MFA from Rutgers University.
March 19, 2025
Marie Scarles
Two Truths and a Lie
Of the stars, I love Scorpio most:
eighth sign in the sky,
a loyal killer. I will never be as bold
as I was back then,
straddling a stranger’s motorcycle
under a broad
September sky. I drank wine
from a woman's mouth, touched her
in the shower. On the roof
of a bartender’s house, I prayed for night to
take me. Instead, the bartender
lent me his sweater.
I never took it off. Twenty-three, I was
already shattered.
In the mid-July heat, I’d bike
the whole city between midnight and three.
He’ll never know what he
missed. I thought every day
about dying, but didn’t.
Two Truths and a Lie is a game you play when you’re trying to get to know a group of unfamiliar people in a slant way — not the usual “where are you from, what do you do,” but what’s hidden under surface appearances: two facts and one fiction. It asks you to look closely at your assumptions about others and yourself. I wrote this poem a decade after the events within it took place as a way to meet anew the young woman I once was, both live-wire alive and utterly numb. These states required one another. Living it, it would occasionally occur to me that maybe someday I would see this period as a story rather than an excruciating reality. I didn’t fully believe it. But here is the poem, more than ten years later. Self-discovery, the body’s limits, the heart’s grief, desire — I wrote the poem to reacquaint myself with those edges.
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