I could not have known my father wanted to deliver me unharmed; I would not have trusted anyone to see that something growing inside me wanted out, wanted to be shaking and raw, wet and new. For ever since I cam from school she put it in my head I was a weakling and a fool, a "born old maid" she said. It hurts to know oyu were used but even though u never forget it u will get over it and live on and find someone who really loves you. Who shall invoke her, who shall be her priest,With single rites the common debt to pay? In the second part of the poem, there is a sudden transition into imagery that involves graves, marble vaults and worms. O twinned with me in the womb of Night!
Losing Your Virginity
Eric S. - "Virginity, Lost" - Button Poetry
A cold sweat covers me,. Flash Portraits of Link: The Marriage of Hektor and Andromakhe. Anyone who has lost in love will get this poem instantly. Vona Groarke, X Gallery Press. Her favorite poetry gig is the workshop she leads at her local Domestic Violence Shelter.
I want to be in that room, in that bed, or out of the apartment. Nepti, sister, the work is undone For lack of the needed One! There might have been a little crying. When I go out at night, as I did tonight, and I wander these beautiful 19th-century rooms, which is what I did, and I speak to very smart people about art and books, and who might run for president next time around, I do not tell any of them how I lost my virginity. The next day, like every day, we dug corn, chopped wood, and carried water.