Category: love

• Apr 30

  Griga Leaf March 19, 1994 – April 30, 2011 Pure and complete love. Rest in peace, Baby Griga. more ›

• Breakup + Breakthrough = Still Broken

  Apr 24

  Once, if I remember well, I had to end an intensely demanding relationship with someone much younger whose native language was not English. We had been playing at breakup for… more ›

• Be Mine

  Feb 15

  When I was in second grade all those years ago, I got it in my tiny head to create my own Valentine cards for my classmates who, might I remind… more ›

• Canor, cantor, dulcor

  Feb 13

  Richard Rolle abandoned the intellectual life and his academic training at Oxford to take to the frock in meditation upon the name of Christ. He didn’t have much of an… more ›

• End of It to Begin

  Dec 31

  Today is the last day of 2008–an arbitrary date and an arbitrary number. The older I get, the more in sync I become with natural time: the phases of the… more ›

• Election Coverage: Full Disclosure of H8, or California Goddam

  Nov 8

  Despite the false headlines in The New York Times Wednesday morning, Obama has not moved America beyond race politics. Very little has changed as far as the electorate goes. Otherwise,… more ›

• Two-Track Tuesday: Disintegration

  Oct 28

  Saturday evening was “opening time down on Fascination Street.” Stephen and I went out to the Halloween street party on Cedar Springs for the first time in several years. Overall,… more ›

• New Track Tuesday: Love

  Oct 7

  Since I had no free time over the past several days to listen to any of my old two-tracks stored away in the closet of the office, I decided to… more ›

• My Big Gay Vice-Presidential Nominee Debate, or Thank you for your tolerance, or Some of my best friends…

  Oct 3

  IFILL: The next round of — pardon me, the next round of questions starts with you, Senator Biden. Do you support, as they do in Alaska, granting same-sex benefits to… more ›

• Two-Track Tuesday: Melissa Etheridge

  Sep 29

  My twentieth “anniversary” is approaching. Twenty fuggin’ years! (No pun intended.) What the fuck?!?! Driving in Arlington, down E. Abram Street, past Meadowbrook Park where horniness and wine coolers blossomed… more ›