he looks like this:


"When I am lonely for boys it's their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes . . . the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual; that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don't move, I think. Stay like that. Let me have that. What power they have over me is held through the eyes..."~ Margaret Atwood (Cat's Eye)