Category Archives: imagined histories

heaven’s so big there ain’t no need to look up 5

I woke beneath a clear blue sky — the sun a shout, the breeze a sigh. The old hometown, and the streets I knew, wrapped up in a royal blue. I heard my friends laughing out across the fields — The girls in the gloaming and the birds on the wheel. The raw smell of […]

complete and utter abandonment 3

He was far too tasteful and far too clever, a young man of very good society, too, to make a fool of himself by acting as if he thought that his abandonment was some great tragedy. After all when his friend had said to him, “We two will have love forever”– both the one who […]

my true-love hath my heart, and i have his 1

My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given. I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss: There never was a better bargain driven. His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides; He loved my […]

you’re gonna leave ’em all in awe, awe, awe 1

baby, you’re a firework Text: Excerpt, Firework, Lyric by Katy Perry and Mikkel S. Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Sandy Wilhelm, Ester Dean Image: Photographer, subjects, unknown; via queering on tumblr  

one memorable day 2

That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron […]

hard is the world that does not give to every love a place 3

Thy voice, as tender as the light That shivers low at eve – Thy hair, where myriad flashes bright Do in and outward weave – Thy charms in their diversity Half frighten and astonish me. Thine eyes, that hold a mirth subdued Like deep pools scattering fire – Mine dare not meet them in their […]

we live in boundless brotherhood 2

Sweet lad, tender lad, Have no shame, you’re mine for good; We share a sole insurgent fire, We live in boundless brotherhood. I do not fear the gibes of men; One being split in two we dwell, The kernel of a double nut Embedded in a single shell.       Text: Imitation of the […]

memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours 2

     I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, […]

I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity 3

Click to Click to listen to male vocal: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] Dear Peter, Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long. No matter what I say or do, I’ll still feel you here ’til the moment I’m gone. You hold me without touch, keep me without chains. […]

in love in provincetown, 1936 28

You have returned. You have returned, my joy: you have returned as polar morning comes after a whole night winter. Throb the drums, — yes beat my blood to greet my darling boy. My heart with wild delight shall now employ both tongue and pen to reckon up the sums of all my gladness. Pleasure […]

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