Confessions of a Teenage Boy

I do not claim to vouch for my entire kind. Never, for humanity is too diverse, individuality too intricate, and circumstance too varied for me to do so. Let me start, then, by establishing who the Teenage Boy is: This teenage boy is a lover who's never been loved the way he longs to be…Read more Confessions of a Teenage Boy


Heart and Mind

I am beautiful She is beautiful The irony then when she can't see her beauty or mine, Making my self-sight lose its shine. Masculinity: without it's opposite-- perhaps compliment is more appropriate-- it ceases to be. For every man there's a woman. A woman who can't see what she means to him. Nor feel what…Read more Heart and Mind