Letters, poems, prose, and short stories I've written as a means of resistance and healing as a black gay man. Includes a letter from a father to his son, experiences with dating, life after Trayvon Martin's death, and other subject matters.
You are the Nameless Hacker and Brandon is writing his story for you. Gay, confused, and deeply closeted he shares his struggles and his triumphs with us here. Despite all that goes on he always manages to smile and shine on through. Share Brandon's smiles and his tears.
"I have grown tired of remembering. Mes souvenirs tuent. My memories kill me. So it falls to me to make them known in these writings before my soul is set free at last." ~ Lord Cedrick Temple, Duke of Buckingham
Winifred Barrett is good. She was brought in to help meld two corporate identities into one, and winds up taking on more and more responsibilities. Could a career woman back then have it all? One would think not….
Through a series of her letters and journal entries, we learn the answer.