The poet tells no one about the Golden Nugget. The Golden Nugget, for those who don't know, is a little golden rocket ship that the woman can insert inside herself. Not a little inside, but all the way in, as the directions suggest. When the Golden Nugget takes off, it finds the places no man has ever gone before.
Yes, the instructions say, the Nugget goes on tour. Or what is advertised as The Golden Tour.
And to think, there are entire treatises written on the G-spot. But none about those special zones from H-Z. Did you know there's an entire universe in there, complete with galaxies and sunsets and time warps?
After a while the poet is afraid she has been taken over by a Golden Nugget. What if the Golden Nugget is some kind of alien? she worries. What if one of those space ships that landed ages ago in Roswell, New Mexico brought aliens who have found a secret way to impregnate women?
They package themselves in plastic wrap and wait on the shelves in sex shops across America. Unwitting women pop them inside, thinking they're just another dildo. She thinks a lot of men wouldn't mind being mistaken for just another dildo, but only the aliens would figure out how to do it.
But why worry now? Now when she can live out her fairy tale dreams at last, walk happily into the horizon, sighing with every step, and at every bird and butterfly flitting past, and at every drop of unpredicted rain?
– Nin Andrews