Guilt Is Not A Response To Anger;

Somedays, If Bitterness Were A Whetstone, I Could Be Sharp As Grief.

There Are Many Lesbians And Gay Men Trapped By Their Fear Into Silence And Invisibility, And They Exist In A Dim Valley Of Terror Wearing Nooses Of Conformity.

What I Leave Behind Has A Life Of Its Own.

We Are Powerful Because We Have Survived

I Am On The Cusp Of Change And The Curve Is Shifting Fast.