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July 10th, 1976, Saturday Dusk, 1 [2025 Retrospective]
BlueShift, whom I already loved, helped me find new identity---
from the taunts of "Fairy Jerry" 'and my parents' exagerated sense of scandal;
to become part of a welcoming community,
who accepted me as Starwatcher . . . my (then) new handle.
And it protected, bolstered and sustained me each subsequent day,
a bulwark against the terrorization and fear
of actual evidence being uncovered to prove I was queer
(my early adolescent crush on beautiful, barefoot David Cassidy;
and the recent---nearly nine months---of loving Poetry).
But I knew that the stars that constellated our blue globe's
skies were neither prudes, nor haters, nor thugs---all stupid homophobes.
Their light and warmth, arriving, delivered promise that could not be closeted away.
StarSpared
