Over and over, these men cry out against the weight of so many losses-not just a lover dead, but friends and friends of friends, dozens of them, until it seems that AIDS is all there is and all there ever will be. |
Over and over, these men cry out against the weight of so many losses-not just a lover dead, but friends and friends of friends, dozens of them, until it seems that AIDS is all there is and all there ever will be. |
Rarely does anyone speak of fear for his own life, as if an unspoken etiquette prevails. |