Douglas Goetsch

(1963 / Brooklyn, New York City)

Walking Wounded

Spring came and we had to hide our boners
under our desks or against walls of lockers.

We'd see other boys walking with books slung low
and we'd know. Sometimes I'd have a hand in my pocket

pulling it down and to the side--it swelled and jacked itself up
altogether on its own, as a big dog climbs your sweater

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