Here's to new beginnings.Here's to the newness of the sunrise,To the dawn of a new day. The sun risesAs the rays beam throughThe cracks of the blinds.Every ray strategically placedUpon your skinAs you toss and turn in slumber.As I witness the...

The Wrong Twin

"Willy was my first...."

The Halls moved into my neighborhood when I was entering my senior year in high school. Typical Midwestern town, typlcal high school, and I had the typical Catholic upbringing, which meant I was still a frustrated virgin. I had spent...

You could say this is part two of my first story but can be read as a story of its own. Like I said, a lot of straight guys from my section of Brooklyn don't have any problems with having...