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vintage secrets of sex appeal: the corpus delicious 18

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 […]

goin’ to the dance with you 0

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 […]

since you didn’t phone 1

What I had wanted was to be chaste, sober and uncomfortable for a sprawling episode on a beach somewhere dirty, perennially out of fashion; let the smell of cocoa butter drive deep memory wild as the sun goes down through a bottle of pop some kid half-left to turn warm in the sand. The train […]

12 moments, 12 months: DIARyatzer 0

Yatzer, the effervescent Athens-based design site lead by Costas Voyatzis, has just released its latest DIARyatzer, a collection of twelve images to accompany each month of the year. This issue showcases the work of three talented photographers, Daniel Holfeld, Petra Reiman, Dom Agius, with words by Mr. Agius, all resulting in a truly beautiful ensemble. […]

wild horses 4

Susan Boyle’s graceful, prepossessing rendition of the Rolling Stones’ Wild Horses just hit the airwaves. Here, I’ve matched it up with a 1930’s photo of a man who, in my mind, won’t leave his lover, despite everything. Click to listen: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] I watched you suffer a dull aching pain […]

the big banana 1

I want to liberate beautiful boys from false ideas about sex. Sex is religious mystical healthy and nutritious. It’s like eating a banana. The Big Banana in the sky. I’d like to peel him and eat him, foreskin and all. Fall on my knees and worship god’s rod. If he’s Jewish or Moslem well eat […]

Passing Fancies: He’s Built Ford Tough 6

Sunday, riding the Northern line. The tube is nearly empty. I look over and There he is. His trousers are caked with mud. His face is smudged and beautiful. He hasn’t moved. Is he asleep? Passed out? Can’t stop looking. Have to Move down toward him. His arms have been washed clean. Soft blond fur […]

what more can I say? 0

It’s been hot, Also very sweet. And I’m not usually indiscreet. But when he sparkles, The earth begins to sway. What more can I say? How can I express How confused am I by our happiness? I can’t eat breakfast, I cannot tie my shoe. What more can I do? If I said I love […]

I have a love, and it’s all that I have 0

I have a love, and it’s all that I have. Right or wrong, what else can I do? I love him; I’m his, And everything he is I am, too. I have a love, and it’s all that I need, Right or wrong, and he needs me, too. I love him, we’re one; There’s nothing […]

tread softly because you tread on my dreams 3

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet. But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you […]

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