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  • Points on a curve

    Last weekend I was in Manchester to hang out on the gay scene for two summer days, with P-. Various things occurred to me, and were written in one of my little notebooks. These points don’t really collect into a focused argument or linear series, but they do seem to sort of follow one from…

  • WDC ➔ SFO

    I grew up in Washington, D.C., where people are always careful of what they say. There are many gay men, but they don’t tell those who can’t use the information: congressmen and lawyers don’t want just anyone to know about their personal lives, and they give you only their first names. There is a lot…

  • Sunny

    The weather is sunny, and so am I (mostly – with a cheerfully anxious tinge to it). Shows that I really should live in a warm climate, yes? Ah well. Tonight, about ten people coming over – party/dinner – so cooking. As always I’m more enthusiastic than competent in the kitchen, so have gotten much…

  • Ghosts

    Tonight I saw an Ozzie comedy show, with many Oceanic celebrities, everyone having fun, in-jokes, etc….. When I’m really frustrated – aching, rather than bitter or resentful – at the Sydney debacle, at not living in that city, I don’t think about the really grand or remarkable times or scenes – not the bridge, not…

  • Grey

    [N.B. not, in this case, ‘gray’ – I’m not generally enamored (enamoured?) of British spellings; ‘analyse’ seems rather nice, sort of aesthetic, but ‘colour’ is merely affected (English isn’t French, however many Norman aristocrats would have wanted it that way) and ‘programme’, which comes up daily at work, is just ridiculous. But I’ll admit that…

  • Dreams II

    Not yet asleep, his house, his bed, I breathe His skin, reshape my legs to fit his legs; But when I leave the waking dark to feel Another air, I’m faithless to this place: Dream buildings.  See, they rise with radiant walls, Yet skeletally, fling steel bones from earth To air, float nets of brick…

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