so there I was cruising the trails lookingat the other men looking at me & when there wereno men to look at I was looking at Grindr as the leaves fell around me & the menpassed other men until they again passed me& each time a man passed I rearranged myselfin my shorts even when …
For years I walked around feeling holy. Bright light descended to touch my face & bright light rosefrom my face in answer. Birds communicated with me & omensexisted. When the last apple fell from the wintering apple treeI knew what it meant& I told everyone. & everyone believed me. Everyonemade soft noisesin the backs of …