You Can't Cure A Chipped Plate. All

You Can't Cure A Chipped Plate. All You Can Do Is Live With It Or Throw It Out.

On The Last Morning Of Virginia's Bloodiest Year Since The Civil War, I Built A Fire And Sat Facing A Window Of Darkness Where At Sunrise I Knew I Would Find The Sea.

Thoughts Are Odd Misfires.

I Won't Put Myself In A Position Where I'm Vulnerable.

Being Gay Is Just One Aspect Of My Very Complicated Life. I Do Not Wear It On My Sleeve.