Monthly Archives: June 2017

Het dates on Pride Day seem ill-advised. Trying to make a statement of girl-on-boy affection on a day dedicated to the furtherance of all the other options? Tacky. I mean, if you’re het married, stay married, I guess and if … Continue reading →

I was ecstatic when I finally got your attention because you seemed hard to please and I like that in a woman. When you impress someone like that you’ve probably earned it. And after you started to pay attention, I … Continue reading →

You look at the world as it is and you see it in just that same way, but I am not so lucky. I am cursed to see the world that is not. I see the way things could have … Continue reading →

This is such a bad idea patently unwise and unfounded. It is doomed to failure like so many ideas of mine and any other dreamer here on this earth. It cannot succeed and it’s senseless to try. It is the … Continue reading →

The Pride Parade is something, celebrating the diversity of love and the treasure of finding pleasure with whatever body in whatever body you might choose to have. It’s great. It’s all great, but does strolling around the city on legally … Continue reading →

Wow, you look like a couple of girls I’d hoped to love. I couldn’t find it in me to succeed with either of them but with you, maybe, it could be different. The first one, we sniffed and snickered around … Continue reading →

She said, I know you. I said, "I think you’ve confused me with someone else." But she said, You read here, right? John? "Jon," I corrected, still thinking she might be talking about some other guy but she wasn’t. I … Continue reading →

Hey, it’s been a long time; now I see what you’ve been doing: in all your missing months, it was a baby you’d been brewing! Oh, just look at that thing! If it’s acclaim you are pursuing, …Sure… But your … Continue reading →

When they find out who I stole this from, they are gonna be in some kind of a snit. They’re gonna lose their shit. They’re going to have me shot, is what they’ll do. All the folks who speak so … Continue reading →

This is how I met you: at a party, you playing the slattern with convincing conviction, impressing with wordplay and natural affection. After a moment you kissed my forehead which may well have been sweaty as even then at the … Continue reading →