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Read by: Robert Foster
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Read by: Robert Foster
My First Memory of a Public Erection
by Jeffrey PaggiFog is an effect
of Becky, a fellow actor in an Episcopalian Youth Group's
haunted-house. I was twelve. We waited, underTherefore,tonight you can thank me
the cover of the brittle leaves we had gathered,
while looming audiences rolled in for a scare,
we were unseen as the guide told them of ghosts,
& when the fluorescent light quit & the strobe began
we pounced, our glow-in-the-dark against our crimson.
How after the third or fourth group,
Becky turned to me, & reached out her arm
to brush a leaf from my face, rising off
[of falling autumn petals
preceding poetry's title;
its imaginary digressions
caressing my coming goose bumps.]
for the fresh fallen dew
steaming on your village streets.
