To be seen was to be ashamed and to admit to experiencing pleasure was to be disgusting.
(nonfiction)
Tag: sexuality
After double shifts / waiting tables at the country club, / she soaks herself pruny, / floats on the water until the streetlights hum.
(poetry)
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