October 22, 2010

Two Poems

My Never Naked Mother


There are such things to a child As there is the virgin birth to a Christian. My mother, I always imagined, Never took her clothes off. For sex she merely lifted up The skirts of her sari, the fold Upon fold and exposed Blameless legs, fuzzy in my Imagining […]

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