I am sketching directions so that I can be found, or followed
Ivan E Coyote
The rest of us
‘No father, I have to admit, I have never considered the priesthood’
The driver had gay hands
He asked if I was married and it went from there
Gifted
The little dog just knows
Unabashed beefy biker tears
First he uncrossed his arms, then his handlebar moustache began to quiver
Objects in mirror are queerer than they appear
I was the only one wondering about me