Downtown Israel, just like downtown Palestine is dead and gone.  Liberty no longer holds up her light, And her sister America has proven once and for all, might does not make right. They dropped some bombs on old Tehran Toronto, Detroit, and Chicago all look the same; a melted down mess. There’s nothing left, no one to impress. No child to look up through this storm and  say “Hey! Look up…

Photo of the author in July 1977 two months and four days before these events transpired in a parallel Universe. Ugly It was an ugly start to an ugly day. The kind where, if the world won’t, we wish we could just go away. Max didn’t want to go to school. He’d been harassed every day since the term had begun and he just wasn’t wanting to, let alone willing, to be torn down again.    Even the…

I love the nighttime and very early mornings And must scoff at those who would scare me with their ignorant warnings At those times there are so few who would hurt me or stop me from doing what I do. It’s peaceful in the lowered light when the moon shifts everything to dark hues of blue, In that solitude or with a like companion One can learn the ins-and-outs of the abandon That is…

Photo of the author in July 1977 . Coming out in 1977, at the age of 14 in the small town of Loveland, Ohio, I discovered small towns can be small minded and mean. I would, within three months of my already rough road being what I had been assured would be smoother once I applied a layer of honesty and truth, I would experience a break as my way became tougher than I ever imagined, when I was…

The God We Trust Is Duplicitous, There is no more powerful, tyrannical dictator threatening We (Us) the People of the United States and those throughout the world than Capital. It dictates that nothing be valued more highly than itself. It’s ideals were canonized as CAPITALISM, in a defense for the buying and selling of people because the Tyrant it deposed, King George III, was preparing to…

A Beacon for the coldest, darkest night…

…can do just as much good in the heat and humidity of the Dog Days of Summer. So.listen to the the quiet hush of a clear, crisp Northern night as the stars twinkle high above the blanket of snow they allow to sparkle and shine with the lights of life and love. If you need more: companionship; hugs; loving touch or words, you know who’s best at those things amongst your friends and family, so…

You’re right, it was a long, long time ago, But you didn’t see what I saw, And sure as fuck don’t know what I know. To me it seems like just last Saturday night, When at your behest this society ripped out my heart, then after taking bite after bite, Shoved what little was left back in, while demanding I be grateful and contrite. So now two big, ol’e queer bar strength adult beverages, Are…