songs we used to sing

I was outside Arena, smoking a cigarette. My friends I was travelling with were nearby talking to some Spanish boys. One of them introduced ...

Today, it is sixty degrees or so. Tomorrow, it is supposed to snow. There is a lot of this going on. Temperatures rising and falling, an ins...

So the other night, I watched King Cobra , the true-crime movie following the story of Brent Corrigan, who I used to be more than a little o...

Sorry, I just don’t know how to relate to other human beings. This is what I, a human being, said to another human being, as he got dressed....

The water was warm. There was none of the tip-toeing baby steps into the ocean, slowly getting in inch by inch until your skin, your body, i...

There was a moment yesterday at Riis Beach when I saw myself, saw the scene I existed in, and was so happy to have such a gay life. I was we...

Hungover, it’s the day after Pride. I am sitting at my desk at work drinking a Tropical flavored Red Bull, listening to house music, and wis...

These diary entries have become less and less frequent. The energy I used to expend on writing about my life, trying to make sense of it, an...

There is the news you’re never ready for, the news that when someone tells you, you think, surely, they must be joking, that this is a terri...