The Queer “I”: The Tenth Queer Issue
All the pieces are told in the first person, lending intimacy and immediacy to the events they describe.
It's not very clear to me if he was asking for help or wanting me to leave them alone.
The Lost Language of Crane Operators
Perhaps I’m not ready yet to plan out my entire future, but right now these are the arms I need around me.
Oh, Master Song, who would have guessed your heart was hard as steel?
So Long, Luise
This night sealed, consecrated, my future as a writer absolutely.