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Scenes from Elsewhere

The catamite stirred in bed. He thought, “How did things turn out this way?” Smiling, a¬†gay smile, he knew It wasn’t love. No. Definitely not love But what was it? Confidently he thought, “I’d rather be at work.” The women … Continue reading

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Memories Are Made Of This

Dead skin dances in the sunshine. Immobile, thinking of winter, the paraplegic Remembers cold wet snow. Pressing Snow into balls. Throwing. Ducking. Diving. Building snowmen. Cold hands, chilblains “Great days,” he thought. Sweat drips “Nurse!” he thought. “My neck is … Continue reading

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