Broken Hallelujah

i wonder what ever happened to xenia zed?

I wonder what ever happened to Xenia Zed? She was a friend from college and lived in Kingsport. She was of Russian descent and both her parents were physicians. She had a very old Volvo with no windows and we went from party to party in that car often. She introduced me to the gay world by inviting me first to a Halloween party. It was a great excuse for the closet people to dress up and show their fashion flare. A whole underground of people on the fringe as I was as a hippie girl (hated that label, but it does sum it up). Xenia was a neuter or whatever she called it when you are on a sexual sabbatical. So was Arfus and Suzy Creamcheese. We all experimented with acid and mescaline together almost daily. And did amazing art work while we were high. I remember painting a good picture of Jimi Hendrix when I lived in the dorm once, but my pottery was outstanding. I don't have any of that stuff anymore---broken and lost . A synonym for lost youth, I guess.

Sweet puppies. Soft, warm, black watery eyes; fluffy fur balls. We're keeping them for someone, you know. They don't really live with me, so they aren't really MY puppies