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Two Guns

It was 1976 or 77, I was 18 or 19, not much older anyway. Bi-curious, I was in love and living with another boy my age, Michael. Michael and I had for a few weeks or months shared an apartment … Continue reading

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Going Somewhere

I. On The Bus In California, hitch hiking on the freeway is illegal. In downtown Los Angeles, trying to hitch a ride on the freeway is not only illegal, it’s stupid. Cars are chaining onto the I-5 from the I-10 … Continue reading

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River Run Requiem

Since his death I’ve been trying to discover who killed my brother. Is it a crime to kill a man who longs for death? If a man yearns for death so profoundly that he kills himself, has he committed a … Continue reading

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