heartthrob, poetry and french-canadian
since alida has abandoned me here to be with her family in italy, i decided to spend my week off amongst the queers in p-town. i've missed this highly artificial, stereotypical, commercialized cape cod town filled with gay men high in their feromones. there's something absolutely amazing about the juxtaposition of saltiness of the new england fishery history and the flashy culture of queens, and i always find myself here whenever i seek comfort away from the reality.
so i just got back from an amazing evening filled with random assortment of goodies.
my friend krista, a hot, heart-breaking hearthrob much reminiscent of shaine from the l word (who owns a restaurant in jamaica plain and drives audi hard-top convertible) invited me over to her lady-friend's friend pauls' house in east end. food was great despite the fact that paul and their friend karen were significantly late in getting back from their t-dance outing. after a couple of hours of dyke talk, krista and robin left to go back to beantown, and the rest of us sat around sipping on cabernet reading poetry to each other in the glow of flickering candle lights. karen is an aspiring poet who is actually getting her first poem published, and her semi-dark sense of beauty was very tasteful in her poetry. then she and i borrowed paul's creaking bikes and rode to pied for an after party, where i danced with this french-canadian pretty girl who was too drunk to have any coherent conversation. we had fun dancing though - she wouldn't come down to the floor from the platform so i ended up dancing on the platform with her to some salsa music. that was embarrasing but definately fun. then i met a nice girl erin from burlington whom i danced with and talked with. she wants to move out west to SF where she visited with her girlfriend few months back, and i told her that they should. in the meantime, i told her that alida and i would probably be up in burl-town often, so that we should hang out. i love making new friends!
soon later i left pied to return the bike to paul's house and walked on commercial all the way from the east end to the west end where my apartment is. the night was breezy and cool. i couldn't help but think of alida's scent and her enchanting gaze. i wish she was here with me.
so i just got back from an amazing evening filled with random assortment of goodies.
my friend krista, a hot, heart-breaking hearthrob much reminiscent of shaine from the l word (who owns a restaurant in jamaica plain and drives audi hard-top convertible) invited me over to her lady-friend's friend pauls' house in east end. food was great despite the fact that paul and their friend karen were significantly late in getting back from their t-dance outing. after a couple of hours of dyke talk, krista and robin left to go back to beantown, and the rest of us sat around sipping on cabernet reading poetry to each other in the glow of flickering candle lights. karen is an aspiring poet who is actually getting her first poem published, and her semi-dark sense of beauty was very tasteful in her poetry. then she and i borrowed paul's creaking bikes and rode to pied for an after party, where i danced with this french-canadian pretty girl who was too drunk to have any coherent conversation. we had fun dancing though - she wouldn't come down to the floor from the platform so i ended up dancing on the platform with her to some salsa music. that was embarrasing but definately fun. then i met a nice girl erin from burlington whom i danced with and talked with. she wants to move out west to SF where she visited with her girlfriend few months back, and i told her that they should. in the meantime, i told her that alida and i would probably be up in burl-town often, so that we should hang out. i love making new friends!
soon later i left pied to return the bike to paul's house and walked on commercial all the way from the east end to the west end where my apartment is. the night was breezy and cool. i couldn't help but think of alida's scent and her enchanting gaze. i wish she was here with me.
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