Tag Archives: Friends

Jennifer’s Portfolio

I’m inspired by my friend Jennifer’s blog and her artwork. Check it out at http://jenguzmanillustration.blogspot.com/ I’d like to share two things: An old post, and an old poem written back in high school. Friends are beautiful things, fragile or strong, … Continue reading

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B/F

My brother wrote a wonderful article on Best Friends and the sub-subject, boyfriends. My best friend Over the past week, I have attained a great knowledge to pass on to those that date. It is knowledge that we just don’t … Continue reading

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I Was Lucky to be Loved (To Julia)

November 1st Julia, I decided to take a moment away from my ills and woes, and write you a letter. I think this letter will be especially poignant and draw some comparisons to/for you. Please let me know of your … Continue reading

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Forgiveness

Forgiveness is something I’ve been dealing with a lot lately. My tolerance level versus my disobedience. I’ve been thinking…I own this much based on these resources and my place in society, while I want to help others does this mean … Continue reading

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Loving Days

I’ve had some great days; I want to share some of them: 1) Tonight; my friend Sevan hung out with me after I had breakfast with my friend and mentor, George, where we went to a Jewish deli in Silver … Continue reading

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The Tragic Tale of the ‘Queer Happy Shakespeare Birthday Bill’ Cake

Last Monday after Rashid Darden’s discussion of his book “Lazarus”, George, a new friend of mine of whom I met through the last Art Gallery exhibition, asked that I take a cake he had bought (though no one had eaten, … Continue reading

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The Other Side of the Mirror: My Apologies

I’ve effected people I care about lately in ways I’m not proud of. I’ve said or done things that I’ve felt were acceptable but have found to be of poor choice and offensive. I’ve created wounds where I never meant … Continue reading

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