Note on the Men's Room Door

Note on the Men's Room Door
- AK (20/4/2006)

I have a clear view through the doorway
which has kept me entertained this
entire semester. The only thing
I can see is the men's room, but
I would watch as they go in and out,
in and out, in and out,
but today they stop.
They stop and read this note
on the door and seem to forget
why they were there to begin
with. And some forget completely!
I watch as people walking past turn
around to read, letting a note on the
men's room door distract them as they
head back home to relax. The lecture
is suddenly finished and I
head to the men's room, to read. It says
that there is a $2000 reward for information
leading to the discovery of the individuals
who threatened the safety of the gay community,
my safety. But that happened two weeks ago, and
all I can think of is what I could do with $2000.

Show, Don't Tell

Show, Don't Tell
- AK

I asked him to stay. I knew
that he didn't want to,
but he did. And I
nestled into the crook of his
arm, him in three shirts,
jeans, socks -- I made myself
believe everything was okay.
My arm was over him,
the way I liked, but still, I rolled
over, away. I don't know
if his arm was uncomfortable
beneath me, but he rolled over and put his heavy arm
around me. I wish he could have
seen my smile.

(25/3/06)