The school therapist takes me out
to the boys bathroom.
"Today, we will learn to wipe ourselves."
Trousers shucked,
leg braces, buttocks bared,
she spreads peanut butter
on my butt, orders me to begin.
I take right hand to right
buttock, stroking.
Left hand doesn't turn,
can't do.
She finishes, suggests I practice,
pretending cure is possible.
I walk back to class dirty.
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