Mar
13
15 // via Nikon Coolpix L12: young men engaged in urination
My great aunt and uncle would talk about him in hushed tones and with a titter. My uncle would take great and salacious pleasure at my insistence, during visits, on seeing “The Peeing Boy” in action.
Uncle would hustle into his shed, turn the faucet, and there it would be: a roughly-molded stone boy taking a whiz into uncle’s goldfish pond. Here he is, still, aherm, standing proud.
