Joan Of Arc
"pleasure isn't simple"
the boys swore to spite the chaperons, i danced cheek to cheeksneak out at intermission, drink gin or corn liquor with cokeneck my breast pressed heavy against a chestharry was an ice cream con-manwith the boys who muttered in small clusters to _ or tap dancewe'd meet then go swimmingi'd sit under my sun umbrellaclimb the high dive, show off some new steps or imitate those i'd seeni gave a damned good showwe'd wait all through the long afternoonlet the surface bend our __i had the judge's reputation to protect mehe was never unkind, only remote and though my mother was 40 when i was bornshe nursed me till i was 4.
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