February 2010
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January 2010
3264) I think the first person I ever loved was a...
day-breaking:
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Whoever you are, this is beautiful. You ask what does this mean? This means that love chooses no gender, male or female—what does it matter? All it matters is that you saw something in that person that resonated with your soul, and you loved. You loved him. If you still do, then face it, look at this fact and accept it. It doesn’t make you gay, queer or...
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When I put my hands on your body on you flesh I feel the history of that body. Not just the beginning of its forming in that distant lake but all the way beyond its ending. I feel the warmth and texture and simultaneously I see the flesh unwrap from the layers of fat and disappear. I see the fat disappear from the muscle. I see the muscle disappearing from around the organs and detaching itself...
Other Lives and Dimensions and Finally a Love Poem
My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers of my palms tell me so. Never argue with rivers. Never expect your lives to finish at the same time. I think praying, I think clapping is how hands mourn. I think staying up and waiting for paintings to sigh is science. In another dimension this is exactly what’s happening, it’s what they write grants about: the...
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