12.01.2003
Talk To Me...
I have two friends infected with HIV.We never talk about it.
Sometimes I wonder if they know I know. Or, if they hope I've forgotten.
I haven't.
Sometimes I wonder why it's so hard for them--no--for me to talk about their situation. Even that sounds strange...situation.
There's a shame attached to HIV: No one wants it, and no one wants to admit to having it. No wonder we don't talk. We can laugh, and joke about everything under the sun--cry even...but when it comes to their health, the walls go up. Walls so thick, even The Women of Brewsters Place couldn't tear it down.
I want to talk to them. I want to know how they feel---if they can feel, it that is, ravenging through their cells creating all sorts of shames, and the occaisional, if only I had...
I know they think that everyday. Actually, I don't. I only imagine they do. Because we don't talk.
I want to talk. I want to be there. I want to be that bridge over troubled water, that shoulder you lean on when the weight of the world begins to shift a little to quickly. I want to be that friend you call in the midnite hours and say, "Hey, I need to talk..." I want to be a friend, a real friend--that type of friend that's always there, always, in all ways. But most of all, I want you to trust me. Can you do that? Can you trust me?
Talk to me...
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Christopher David will be signing copies of his debut novel, I'm On My Way this week 12.4.2003 @ 275 Grand, Bar and Cafe 7pm (275 Grand Avenue | Between Lafayette and Clifton Place | Brooklyn, New York) and 12.5.2003 @ Browstone Books 7pm (409 Lewis Avenue | Between Decatur and Macon Street | Brooklyn, New York)
