I have buried so many friends the past three decades. I have lost count. I have lost loves. My own body tried to betray me twice before so that my soul could join all the others that went before me. Yet here I am with my friend AIDS.
AIDS and I work side by side every day. Aids tries to take away my looks, my confidence. I can't hide from AIDS, so I drape AIDS around me as if it were a super hero cape. I am still here.
