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Sunday Brunch "I could have been President except for this Queer thing." -- Gore Vidal It seemed the place to feast, just passing through: an old house turned Inn, gussied for Church crowds that creaked around the table. Yet two knew. When you forked a small deviled egg and vowed to skip desserts, I heard the first one snigger. He rolled his eyes to show his friend that I had noticed. Waiters squeezed past with bigger platters. Guests backed up for omelets. My salad grew monstrous. Older women urged us to try the black Bratwurst boiled in beer. Others turned to their own affairs. But perched like mindless parrots, these two young men jeered and chortled. I am glad you could not see, enjoyed the salmon and the pink chablis. Bay Windows 7.11 (March 16-March 22, 1989): 18. Outlook May 1992: 15. Message that Anonymous Left on my Answering Machine Hey, Louie, I'm gonna kill you. I listened to your program, you faggot. I'm gonna beat your fucking face if I ever see you. You hear me!? I ain't no fucking faggot. I kick your junky fucking ass. Goodbye. Changing Men 16 (1986): 23. Chinese penname Li Min Hua. |