I tried to pick up a copy of Tell Me at the Library and…they were all gone. I think Troy said they had 12? in stock so our Saturday discussion at the library will not be me reading to the wall. While I can not hope to compete with say, the Union Pacific train watchers, I do hope to compete with the Humanities book discussion series…we can do better than that. In my dream, we form two rival gangs, Humanities Book Group on one side of the street, Literary Connection on the other. We eschew their 80’s ripped jean, dangling bandana effect for a more classic Ponyboy cum Brando appearance, all silent elegance and deadly cool till you catch the gleam of our blades under the dim glow of the one streetlight that’s not been smashed out…No. We won’t, positively won’t rumble with rival book discussion groups. We may whisper though that we have a lovely turnout at ours. I’ll put more Kim poems up and if you can’t make it on Saturday, post comments regardless.
I say this with all love and not a hint of homophobia in my body; that is the gayest picture of Brando ever. Is anyone else concerned that the Wyoming Humanities Book group is going to laugh at us and call us nancy-girls? To hell with it- we’re here, we’re kind queer and etc…