

Dear Lord“Dear Lord, please don’t let me die of AIDS and please make me straight. Amen,” I whispered these familiar words under my sheets while keeping the Bible, which I read mostly every night, close by.Dear Lord
I was in middle school then. I didn’t know what it was, but somehow the notion of being gay and dieing of AIDS was imbedded in my mind. Ever since the third grade, when I first heard of the disease, I was paranoid about it. After watching a television show called “Signs of God,” showcasing clips of the Virgin Mary crying tears of blood, stigmata, and a woman who witnessed the image of the Virgin Mary miraculously appear on her floor as she mo
Peace
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JHD aka LEQUICK
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Artwork © 1985 - 2009, Jeffrey Bennett
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"Life in not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
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