I give to you a reflection in eleventy-one words...
When did you know?
When did you know?
When I got spanked for finding that magazine.
When I disavowed everything I’d told her and learned to
trust no one.
When he said he’d show me his if I showed him mine.
When I heard the word faggot and seethed.
When I saw them dressing in the locker room.
When I connected in those green chat rooms.
When I met him in the library.
When I lied to him.
When I knelt in the chapel and begged God’s absolution.
When I asked him where George, Washington is.
When he asked on Father’s Day.
Before these events;
And after.
When did I know?
The answer is
Always.
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