Dana Mihalcea

“You have a bad temper, Mr. Morrison.”
“Get the hell off me,” Tate snarled through his teeth.
“I’m not on you.”
“Yes, you fucking are.”
“I’m against you. There’s a mighty big difference. Take last night, for example, when you were lying on my bed, naked, with your legs spread and me in between them—that was me on you.”
― Ella Frank, Try

“walking with on Robertson was an outing of the self-destructed, trying to make do with one day at a time.”
― Paul Monette, Borrowed Time: An AIDS Memoir

“How far was that? On March 1 he told us the chest x-ray looked clear, except for a shadow that was probably the pulmonary artery, but he was playing safe and ordering a CAT scan to make sure it wasn’t a lymph node. Roger and I had lunch that day at the hospital cafeteria, in the prison-yard court on plastic chairs under a lowering sky. Roger said how glad he”
― Paul Monette, Borrowed Time: An AIDS Memoir

“a body on the sand. My journal gets very spotty here, with only a single detailed entry”
― Paul Monette, Borrowed Time: An AIDS Memoir