we dance still

[_digitalis]

i had tears in my eyes again last night at pantheon dancing to season's of love, a song dedicated lovingly to the man who passed recently that used to call me madonna because that's how he thought i responded when he asked me my last name so that he could give me back my i.d. one night a long time ago, when i was tender still, and eighteen and was learning to hate less the fact of my sexuality. his endearing nick-name for me made it that much easier to be there, at a gay disco. i wasn't the only one who had struggled with this.

.bee.