Through all this to protect the Y, this hidden secret, I wondered how many other daughters were shown Watching her hands secure the white covering, All the while humming a hymn from last Sunday’sĬhurch service. That might send the makeshift seat soaring to the tileįloor. Gracefully, a ballet dancer over the commode, not stirring any wind Then measureįour squares each, two long ones, for the left and right sides,Īnd then a third, shorter one, which you’ll double-fold,įor the middle-it’s the most important. Real steady, like this, so it won’t crinkle. Lifting up my dress and slip and pausing for her Grown ladies put a bright tube of red to lips before Of rest stops, airports, diners, and all the places To toilet paper the seat in the public stalls Tables, and clean vaginas-she taught me how Obsessed with a dishless kitchen sink, spot-free glass
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