The sisters of sexual treasure

Fotografia de Dave Goudreau

As soon as my sister and I got out of our

mother’s house, all we wanted to

do was fuck, obliterate

her tiny sparrow body and narrow

grasshopper legs. The men’s bodies

were like our father’s body! 

                           The massive

hocks, flanks, thighs, elegant

knees, long tapered calves—

we could have him there, the steep forbidden

buttocks, backs of the knees, the cock

in our mouth, ah the cock in our mouth. 

                           Like explorers who have

discovered a lost city, we went

nuts with joy, undressed the men

slowly and carefully, as if

uncovering buried artifacts which

proved our theory of the lost culture:

that if Mother said it wasn’t there,

it was there.

Sharon Olds