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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; A Brief Elegy For David Cassidy, On Whom I Had A Fierce Crush During My Adolescence

Eight years ago, your soul and body were put

asunder; your soul in God's care; and it had touched mine

through these photographs of young you---clad in jeans and barefoot,

with those eyes and that smile looking exquisitely . . . fine.

And it seemed that your gaze confirmed for me

that, despite the homophobic sovietiety

around my residence in our almost rural vicinity,

that I could still love you in the ardor of Homosexuality.

And in that ardor by which your Beauty's touch,

reached right into my soul, I loved you so very much.


C.O.Q., MHA

Author's Notes/Comments: 

In the early seventies, my then best friend and I both entertained crushes on David Cassidy.  At the beginning of each month, we pedaled our bicycles a mile or so to our small town's only convenience store (in those days before the internet) to page through the magazines that were marketed to adolescence girls (although queerboys enjoyed them as much or more).  If the new issues contained pictures of David barefoot we purchased copies, despite the cashier's scowl.  Transitioning to college, I lost my collection, but the Internet has recently replaced it.

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