We are the sum of the stories we tell ourselves, but our full truths can never be known. I’m writing a story now about a close friend who died a long time ago. Current circumstances prompted me to explore his life and death.

But as I write, I know I am writing a truth, rather than the truth.

I am creating myth, and I must create myth no matter what my intent.

And I’m OK with knowing the inevitable reality of that.

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Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com

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