At present, some of my most cherished friends are "gay" men and women and I have found that no change in my personal affairs has resulted from this association. I continue to date normal men under usual circumstances (which I enjoy extremely) and occasionally attend small gatherings with my "other friends." The latter I usually enjoy because of the amazingly high quality and quantity of conversation which is a regular ingredient of these occasions. However, I do have a serious objection to one type of conversation at these "gay" gatherings. Those centering on the subject of sex I feel they are unnecessary and undesirable and tend to corrupt rather than

construct a sound basis of friendship.

My experience with homosexuals, with one or two exceptions, has been rather gratifying. I have discovered that a repressed and socially unacceptable group. has the ability to exhibit tendencies which are important character-builders; that my normal existence, in accepting such a society, has not altered appreciably. I cannot honestly say that I understand the "why" and I probably never will. But I can accept the existence of "gay" people and can attempt to approach the entire problem (and I do believe a problem exists) with a degree of clearness and objectivity.

B. L.

SUBWAY FACES

I see a girl walking.

In the pool of electric glow that has the strange ambiguity of water

Her face is Lilith's.

I see a policeman stalking,

in the shadows, a shadow

of a million shadows . . . Black, diaphanous.

They all flash by .

Lights from different worlds.

I see them only once

And they are mine.

Lonely pictures

To ponder

through sleepless nights.

PAULINE BARNES

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