Diana Schuur was singing “How About Me?” as I was thinking about you. You said we were through, I thought, what will I ever do? The answer came the next day, on the plaza, by the fountain, he was holding a drink, about to sip from the cup, I bumped into him, bought him a new drink, and now he is the new you.
Interesting writing, Mr.Johnson. I think it would get more exposure had you placed it into the poetry section and declared it a prose. Very nicely written.
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.
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.
