Pay me in sand dollars

and candy cigarettes

for loving how it feels

to take off my clothes

with grown men in the next room;

or dance in a candlelit window,

embracing my pleasures,

while they hide theirs

out on the street.

13 thoughts on “child

  1. sand dollars and candy cigarettes … you got me there.
    Love the contrast between loving and hiding.
    Sorry but should the penultimate line read
    “while they hide theirs” ??

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