The Sisters of Sexual Treasure

The Sisters of Sexual Treasure by Sharon Olds
The Sisters of Sexual Treasure
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 discover a lost city, we went nuts with joy, undressed the men slowly and carefully, as if uncovering buried artifacts that proved our theory of the lost culture: that if Mother said it wasn't there, it was there.
Poet: Sharon Olds
Source: @RonNowPoetry
Books: @AbeBooks

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