After Michael Armitage’s, Wait I. My son will worry for years that he too may suffer from another lifetime, worry that he will be a man like other men named family. II. When my son loves a man, he believes that man to be a good man, forgives easily, is the kindest person I know, because he loves cannot easily anticipate the serpents that rise from mouths which can be pre-historic places. III. His father accuses— How I’ve made his son gay. I revel in my super powers. IV. Pack animal etiquette can be brutal & at other times benevolent. Vulnerable species huddle for warmth in strange places. Some packs eat their young, turn a queer child on to the streets. Sometimes the Omega becomes the Alpha, sometimes they leave well enough alone. V. I have devised a warning system for my son. Some of us are like wounds, I tell him some of us rise.
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