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 [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,music,photography,word
Tagged: crossdressing, gay, imagined history, vintage male affection, wax cylinder
Click to Play: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] There was only ever one reason I agreed to go out with Lillian, which was so that I could go out with Christopher. On double dates, you see. A cruel thing to do to her, yes, but Chris stopped “us”– him and I being together, [...]
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Tagged: gay, vintage male affection
Come sit beside me by this mountain stream, Take off your clothes, we swim here when we wish As nature we can love each other dream And dream into our spirits as our kiss Of mind and soul of Spirit on our eyes Can realize. Merged karma of our grin By our merged bodies loving [...]
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Tagged: gay poem, Hunce Voelcker, skinny dip, vintage male affection
“You’re beautiful,” I said. “I love you.” I met him half an hour ago but he was and I did– there were above a hundred thousand people at the party and he was a bar-tender. “Am I?” he said, “I don’t know what to say–” Since he didn’t know me at all he could hardly [...]
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Tagged: gay poetry, Paul Goodman, poem, vintage male affection
I do not know if they talked or went to bed together on that first night. For a long time they just held each other out there under the stars. And people say they noticed how tightly O was holding Boy, pulling him closer and closer to him, as if he was clutching at him, [...]
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Tagged: Neil Bartlett, Ready To Catch Him Should He Fall, vintage male affection, vintage photo
I felt a melting in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against the wolfish world. This soothing savage had redeemed it. There he sat, his very indifference speaking in a nature in which there lurked no civilized hypocrisies and bland deceits. Wild he was; a very sight of sights to [...]
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Tagged: Herman Melville, Moby Dick, vintage male affection
It is true that I have my young king who genuinely adores me. You cannot form an idea of our relations…. He says he can hardly believe that he really possesses me. None can read without astonishment, without enchantment, the letters he writes me. Text: The composer Richard Wagner writing to Mme. Eliza Wille about [...]
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Tagged: King Ludwig II, Richard Wagner, vintage male affection
He said: If I could trace the lines that ran Between your smile and your sleight of hand, I would guess that you put something up my sleeve. Now every time I see your face, the bells ring in a far-off place, We can find each other this way I believe. He said: As my [...]
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Tagged: gay, Josh Ritter, Judy Collins, vintage male affection
