A gay story: Up The Chimney He Rose A week before Christmas, I ducked into the fifth floor men’s room. It served as temporary reprieve. The first among twenty or thirty things I could invent to occupy myself while avoiding the remainder of the company Holiday party two floors below. One other occupant was in … Read more
Our band tumbled off the train huddling close. There were big red signs everywhere, “Persons with compromised immunity, diabetes, or obesity, must quarantine.” Worse, the ambulances were carting away several bodies in large black bags. We even saw some large geriatric lady drop dead mid-stride. Cindy clutched Mathis’ hand, gesturing to her pregnant belly, “Do … Read more