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Under My Socks

Kelsey Knoedler, 2010

I painted my toenails fuscia cuz under
My socks, Dad couldn’t see. I stole
My sister’s Teen Bop and stared at Devon.
Stared at Michael’s muscles in gym
As he threw the football to tall Justin
In his tight white shirt. And after
School, I stopped at Wanda’s diner
Cuz she always played opera. And every
Afternoon, before Dad got home,
I turned on the shower, stepped
In, let the scalding water roll off
My back. Tried to wash off the gay.
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