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hey mister wrong 0

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

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 […]

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 […]

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 […]

loved in spite of ourselves 0

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. We pardon to the extent that we love. Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again. And great happiness […]

he ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me 0

When he whom I love travels with me, or sits a long while holding me by the hand, When the subtle air, the impalpable, the sense that words and reason hold not, surround us   and      pervade us, Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom—I am silent—I require   nothing      further, I cannot answer the […]

being a man in a dress, meeting william weston 26

People around here don’t generally fancy men like me. They have a hard time understanding my attire, and I suppose it’s usual for folks not to know what to make of someone male who prefers a wardrobe normally assigned to the fairer sex. I always saw myself as fairer. I still do. When I was […]

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