“Those Who Are Dreaming,” Christopher Street Magazine (vol.3, no.2; August 1978). Reprinted in Aphrodisiac: Fiction from Christopher Street (New York, Coward McCann & Geoghegan, 1980). German translation in Aphrodisiac: Christopher Street (Hrsg.) (Munich, Th. Knaur Nacht., 1986)

from “Those Who Are Dreaming”:
It is difficult to describe the lack of direction, the absence of cause and effect, the impossibility of following one action to its natural consequence that mark the days in a town such as Provincetown in July. If anything there is a series of encounters, meetings that do not begin or end but are simply part of a pattern whose design would be the same whether traced in a single room or in the entire town. Relationships are formed on more fundamental impulses than in other places and other seasons; people choose not to relate them to what their lives might be back in the city or what may be back there waiting for their return. Personalities vanish. A night may be decided by an accidental tilt of the head…
Evenings begin with a shift of color: the sea becomes blue again; the diminishing heat releases individuals back into their ordinary forms. Those on the beaches leave for guest rooms, showers; from there, into the streets. The gentle blue-green and rose of the sunset lies high and calm above the darkening waters of the incoming tide. In seconds the light will change again, the rose will become scarlet, the blue indigo.
For about one hour, the town is gentle, almost exquisite, in anticipation.

“I Can See Clearly Now,” Blithe House Quarterly (vol. 6, no. 2. Spring 2002). Online journal: www.blithe.com