Date Nights

Let's workshop this poem about Timmy, his voice growing fagulously falsetto by the day, getting taken to pound town by the same family priest Timmy's mom and dad tasked with "setting the boy straight"

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Date Nights 

The parents bury in shame
an unspoken sense
that the family priest,
consulted for help

(despite his fecal musk),
has only worsened
their son’s “confusion”—
his nonchalance

hard not to see as cloaking
games more lurid
than pizza bowling:
“He’ll grow out of it.”

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