Hate crimes affect everyone; not everything is what it appears to be. Let's live in peace.
Petals waving,
violently,
kissed violet,
bask in the sun,
thirst …unwatered,
weep dry, fading …
hardly lavender.
Once joyously,
with fragrance
lingering low,
silv’ry foliage
barely peeking,
bask in her glow
gay mass spir’ling.
Picked and prodded,
not withstanding,
Jim Crow banding,
bask … days undone,
thirst … unwatered,
weep dry, fading
hardly lavender.
‘I have to go back soon,’ says Adam one afternoon. Yes, I know he has to go back soon. He has to go back to London and to his job and his apprenticeship. He has taken the maximum number of days leave – he has taken his entire Summer holiday in the Sp
Martin Powers wanted an ironing board for Christmas. Instead, he got . . . Matthew Kieler, a non-returnable gift, but a gift that kept on giving. A powerful tale of survival, compassion and unapologetic love in the time of AIDS.
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