This book would not exist without the inspiration and guidance of Ethan Mordden, Paul Monette, and David Wojnarowicz whose preeminent literary contributions taught me to be a man. Peter Hujar and Stanley Stellar engraved hieroglyphics and painted pictures that brought the words to life. To each of them, and so many men like them who discovered the fortitude and grace inside themselves to capture history in motion, I am profoundly grateful.
Special thanks to my editor, Riley Lewis, who graciously accepted the challenge to learn the language of my community, familiarize herself with its characters, and investigate the breadth of time in which our history revolves.
My family of friends have performed the tasks associated with comrades, confidantes, and cheerleaders through the years, and an
