2 AM in Key West
Thirty-six hours. I’m awakedoing the math, subtracting time from time,while the ceiling fan makes its roundsand outside someone’s still laughing. ... Read more.
Open Season
The sun is shining, and there are boys to cruise again.Commercial Street has lost its mind— drag queens spilling out of brunch,some idiot inching a car through... Read more.
Going Back
My friends say don’t go back to Florida,say vote with your wallet,say he doesn’t deserve your dollars or your presence,and they’re right— but... Read more.