Pickpocket
Wallet? No. Cellphone? No. Keys? No…
All the pickpocket found in my pocket was me, no matter how deep he fumbled—
Oh!
And that was enough, for the time being, for the both of us. More than enough.
Artist’s Statment: "I am an older gay guy who endured a time when gay men were explicitly criminal in 49 states and DC. So I wanted to write a pride piece that acknowledged the sex at the core of gay male identity without writing a sex story. I hope I succeeded."