I want to cry my pain and I am telling you so you will love me and cry for me in a nightfall of nightingales with a dagger, with kisses and with you. I want to kill the only witness to the assassination of my flowers and change my weeping and my sweating into an […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,Uncategorized,word
Tagged: Frederico Garcia Lorca, poem, sailors, The Poet Speaks the Truth, vintage, vintage gay photo, vintage male affection
All houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon the floors. We meet them at the door-way, on the stair, Along the passages they come and go, Impalpable impressions on the air, A sense of […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem,word
Tagged: gay halloween, ghosts, Halloween, spirits, vintage, vintage gay photo
If he asks about me, trace on the ground a cross of silence and ashes over the impure name that afflicts me. If he asks about me, say that I have died and that I am decaying beneath the ants. Tell him that I am a branch of an orange tree, the simple weather vane […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem,Uncategorized,word
Tagged: bathtub, Emilio Ballagas, gay, man, vintage photo
His face slipped sideways across Nick’s as he breathed the word, the unguessed softness of his lips touched his cheeks and neck, while Nick sighed violently and ran his hand up and down on Leo’s back. He pushed his mouth towards Leo’s, and they met, and hurried into a kiss. To Nick it felt […]
Categories: book,gay,imagined histories,photography,word
Tagged: Alan Hollinghurst, New York, The Line of Beauty, vintag, vintage gay photo, vintage male, vintage male affection
“How does a straight soldier cope with knowing there’s a gay person in his unit? That’s what I’ve come to Fort Lewis to find out.” Michael Joseph Gross offers up some interesting gay espionage in ‘Straight Guys Tell,’ a first-hand account of his visit to an army base where he talks to soldiers about what […]
Tagged: DADT, gays in the military, Straight Guys Tell, The Advocate
I recently posted an excerpt of the “subtle secrets of sex appeal” from Queen’s Quarterly Magazine published in December 1971. You learned all about the corpus delicious. May I assume your weight stayed “5 pounds under life insurance standards”? Just asking. Today we’re learning about the “sexual power of understatement.” Writer Walter Norris is inspired […]
Categories: gay,photography,word
Tagged: 70s, Ciao, Colt Studios, Queen's Quarterly, vintage gay magazine, vintage gay photo
Many have loved you with lips and fingers And lain with you till the moon went out; Many have brought you lover’s gifts! And some have left their dreams on your doorstep. But I who am youth among your lovers Come like an acolyte to worship, My thirsting blood restrained by reverence, My heart a […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,lesbian,photography,poem,women in love
Tagged: Elsa Gidlow, lesbian poetry, Love's Acolyte, top hat, vintage female affection, vintage photography
hey mister wrong, you’re the tingle in my jeans, you’re everything I don’t want but everything I need. I see other guys but their kisses don’t mean nothin’ cause you’re what I have in mind. Text: Bird York & Flannery, Wicked Little High, excerpt Image: Unknown, late 19th century, via Varones/Flickr
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,word
Tagged: Bird York & Flannery, vintage gay photo, vintage male affection, Wicked Little High
Queen’s Quarterly was a New York-based gay magazine that launched in 1969 and ran for about 13 years. Its tag line read “For Gay Guys Who Have No Hangups.” Queen’s Quarterly was out and proud and wanted its readers to be too. The format was an unapologetic mix of gay lifestyles features, travel, fiction and […]
Categories: gay,magazine,photography,word
Tagged: 70s, advice, Jim Stryker, Queen's Quarterly, sex appeal, vintage gay magazine, vintage gay photo
Click to hear song: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] The rain may fall, the wind may blow, it may get down to 20 below, But I don’t mind ’cause I’m goin’ to the dance with you. The rent’s unpaid, the cupboard’s bare, I don’t mind, I won’t despair ‘Cause I’m in love and […]
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Tagged: gay, Roller skating, Shawn Ryan, vintage male affection
