i received a package today from one of my alabama lovers, a lesbian that i met in February and whose company I quite enjoyed. It contained 2 items. One, a mug (i love tea, as did she) that she made, modeled after a piece of shale i gave to her that came from a fold in Virginia, where i am now moving
And it also contained a letter, the contents of which have had me crying for hours. A small excerpt, "I would be lying if I said I never thought about what things could've been if the circumstances were different...I think I will always have a special place and kind of love for you. You were a wonderful experience, S, and I will treasure every moment spent together."
She ended the letter with,
"In another life,
A"
Ugh. I love being a dirty little queer.











