I have begin my “40 by 40″ challenge. I’ve decided to write (and send by post) 40 letters; one to each of 40 individuals who email me and ask for a letter, before I turn 40 (this won’t happen for SEVERAL years, of course). Some folks have asked me to write about specific things. Some [...]
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Hubris* By Aidan Delivered to Mrs. Collicutt’s class, 1980 Hello everyone. I am so glad to see you all here today. For my presentation Mrs. Collicutt asked me to pick a word to talk about so I am here to tell you about hubris. What is hubris? The dictionary defines hubris as the act of [...]
I imagine Your face bathed in the diffuse orange glow of a sodium street lamp The curvature of your jawline casts sharp shadows You shrug into a light leather jacket Where are we going? Your only answer a slight smile You reach for my hand unabashedly Twist your other hand through the short hair at [...]
It seems today is the first day of winter I turned my back away, thinking I would not feel the chill of your leaving Still, it blasts through me. Your heart full to bursting I wasn’t there to wish you well And cannot say goodbye.
The spring of 1997 I moved in with Drang, and one of his best friends used to spend a lot of time at the house. His friend was drop-dead sexy, rather shy, with a biting wit and a soft-spoken nature. He didn’t smile often, but when he did, the whole world stopped moving. That summer, [...]
It seems I will never sleep again Or else sleep too deeply for the rest of time Today I hate Sundays because Sundays are a day of goodbyes My soul is raw and tender with your leaving We created the past together, and all our lives are a crescendo of tomorrows But the tumult of [...]
I don’t say this enough. One of the very best things about being cenobyte is the quality and quantity of cenobyte’s friends. Thank you for being so wonderful. And especially for putting up with the likes of cenobyte.
Some days, you still break my heart.
Do you remember sitting on the couch in the house off Broadway the summer that everything seemed so unreal, the day you told me you were falling in love with me? It was stiflingly hot; the air did not move through that house, whose windows had been painted shut a dozen tenants ago. It was [...]
Why now? Why like this? You’ve had ample opportunity, and you’ve taken none of it. So you hid for a while behind the pseudonym, knowing only I would know who you were. Now you’re not hiding, and I wonder what’s changed with that, but only in passing. Go ahead and spit out your venom. Spew [...]