sites and here please note the collapse, collapse of meaning, terms
used for emotional reaction. Note the first word above: notice your
reaction , opinions, body
sensations, take note of them and be distinct.
Treat Children as Human. Human as being,
not as object.
Note the terms: pedophile and gay have distinct and
different meanings, not the same.
me, the artist
masculine Homogenital erotic art
qrxzboy.com, to address
the boy child issue...in poetry.
issue verses the gay issues are both distinct and separate issues of
get it. To collapse those separate and distinctly different issues into
the same conversation without bringing the distinctions of both terms
as unique to the other, is to
err, bringing confusion to the conversation. Here, I offer my image of
myself as a child, boy... Go forward responsibly. Lust for the
consenting adult, as is what I am, now. The innocent images of
cousins are real references involving my history; the other boy grew to
a bouncer/policemen, he resides in Hawaii. He permits me to use this
us. I acknowledge this man, my cousin, he's been married, straight, to
my knowledge. These
and bring me access to who I am today, enjoy and protect innocent,
declare the possibility. counter: "Pederasty is inseparable
from the high points of Western
culture - ancient Greece and the Renaissance" -by David Thorstad
is how I was, QRXZ Boy.
Turtles, the early QRXZ Boy picture book
One of these boys is
not like the other--
cousins make not the same.
The other boy grows streight.
QRXZ Boy grows and deviates.
Grown, his curved six inch gun shoots.
Kiss and tell.
"POW POW POW", each boy squeals.
A day in May, caught his scent
I recall it to this
not the splash of spice aftershave of my dad,
while those other firemen shared their day, their space,
their hot red truck
...he lifts me high
sets me behind the steering wheel.
His sweat smells strong.
Deep voice whispers sounding raspy.
Puffs warm to my ear he says, "Say, Green Hornet!"
He steps away from me as I shout.
My voice causes laughter
those firemen gathered smile with me.
My smile, my thrill for being there continues
forty years after that blue bulb pops it's bright flash.
My Dad sure. He lifts me out from the drivers seat,
I see the empty red cab where I sat as Dad returns me to my place.
Position me to stand proud,
proudly stand beside my Dad,
Remember that day, Dad. Remember. Do you remeber?
Remember that day. I remember the boy, the dad and the fireman
They bonded that moment for me for ever.
Collected Memories from artist
Oh Daddy Fill
the boy need only be the boy
the dad need be both for both
'tween the both need
each for the other flows
streams through salmon
salmon through streams
from QRXZ Boy, I thank
you Sir, my Cigar Smoking daddy, Daddy Fill
an excerpt from the lost documents to my Daddy Fill