Letters

TO THE MEN IN THAT GLASGOW PUB WHO STARED

When the lot of you looked at me in the pub, aggressive in your appraisal, I felt delivered, full of purpose. This trip was an experiment in my new late-thirties life, one where I’d left behind my partner of ten years and our city of Chicago.

TO THE MEN IN THAT GLASGOW PUB WHO STARED

TO SANDALS MAN

And while I’m sure none of her friends would believe it now, in that instant there was a trueness and tenderness to my love. You saw that.

TO SANDALS MAN