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Erotophobia
By: Rachel Chitofu
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Sometimes we learn
from ameliorating television
broadcasts—maybe the sun
snarls more
fatally in contrasted shades
of itself
and you look better today,
now that your clothes
are finally off.
I am still a child
so I am yet to learn
and maybe that’s why I can’t go
to college this fall.
If he kisses me will I bite
back and impel a greater force
or play
the serial erotophobe
and send him out claiming that
I have thirty pages
of neuromuscular transmission to memorize.