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11 First Sex As a child I hung from my belly on a bar in the attic to feel the pressure of the cool, round iron against my groin. Bar was the term I knew for sex, although I knew another word lay hidden behind the letters b, a, and r, but needed to hang for a few more years in the cedar closet between the garments that were out of season before I found the letters s,e, and x in the rebus of bar. Before I dropped to the floor with so much knowledge between my teeth I could only whisper it to the garments. Could only wonder at the charge of my own current. It came to me as I hung like a worm in the chrysalis of my desire: a voice inside the pipe proclaiming the name for what I felt, a sound that caught the fish-like force inside my gut and flew with it across the sky. deNiord text-2.indd 11 11/10/10 10:40 AM ...

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