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The Discovery Of Sex by Debra Spencer | Poems Rethabile Likes The Discovery Of Sex by Debra Spencer We try to be discreet standing in the dark hallway by the front door. He gets his hands up inside the front of my shirt and I put mine down inside the back of his jeans. We are crazy for skin, each other's skin, warm silky skin. Our tongues are in each other's mouths, where they belong, home at last. At first we hope my mother won't see us, but later we don't care, we forget her. Suddenly she makes a noise like a game show alarm and says Hey! Stop that! and we put our hands out where she can see them. Our m...

Adolescence-II by Rita Dove | Poems Rethabile Likes Adolescence-II by Rita Dove Although it is night, I sit in the bathroom, waiting. Sweat prickles behind my knees, the baby-breasts are alert. Venetian blinds slice up the moon; the tiles quiver in pale strips. Then they come, the three seal men with eyes as round As dinner plates and eyelashes like sharpened tines. They bring the scent of licorice. One sits in the wash bowl, One on the bathtub edge; one leans against the door. "Can you feel it yet?" they whisper. I don't know what to say, again. They chuckle, Patting their sleek bodies with their hands. ...