Before we started camp.

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Before we started camp, we went to the beach.

Long days, before the sunny place was dangerous.

My sister lay forward her stomach, reading mysteries.

I sat in the sand, watching the water.

You could use the sand to secrete

parts of your carcass that you didn't like.

I overlayed my feet, to make my leg longer;

the sand climbed across my ankles.

I gazeed down at my body, away from the water.

I was what the magazines told me to be:

coltish. I was a frozen young horse

My sister didn't bother with these adjustments.

When I told her to conceal her feet, she tried a not many times,

but she got bored; she didn't have enough willpower

to sustain a deception.

I watched the sea; I listened to the other families.

Babies everywhere: what went upon in their heads?

I couldn't imagine myself as a baby;

I couldn't picture myself not thinking.

I couldn't imagine myself as an adult either.

They all had terrible bodies: lax, oily, completely

committed to being male and female.

The days were all the same.

When it rained, we stayed dwelling

When the sun shone we went to the beach with my mother.

My sister lay in succession her stomach, reading her mysteries.

I sat with my leg arranged to liken

what I saw in my head, what I believed was my real self.

Because it was true: when I didn't persuade I was perfect.

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