"Those queers up the street (my acquaintance with them is slight;
"brown they are, unlike the rest of us, Anglo-Saxon white)
"were photographed---shirtless, barefoot, clad in baggy jeans,
"in front of the most dramatic of background scenes:
"a summer, late evening sky full of stars and their effulgent light.
"And, though I should not express prejudice toward those queers and their race,
"they seemed---in the photograph---queerer and browner in that flaunted embrace."
Starward-Led