Sometimes when you look back on things that you've written you wonder, What was going on? Where did that come from? But, every once in a while I will stumble across something that remains freshly with me. This is one of those bits of writing. Tho, I wrote it over 13 years ago -- I can remember this feeling as if it were just yesterday... I wrote this in my journal on a morning during my first of many visits to PTown. I think we were at The Boatsliip, but I'm not sure. Funny what one remembers and one forgets.

now, lying naked, lovely and alone
his scent still lingering on me and my pillows
i roll over to embrace his former
--- down
pulling the damp sheets over my head,
i take it all in
...just trying to stay warm
in this summer of the boy.
1991