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At the AIDS Walk in My Pre-Gay Twenties

Years ago
now

I walked
among

the dying.
I was

already dead.
I was

a shroud
of skin

wrapped
around bones

no one
could touch.

This is
one version

of what
it means

to be
dead.

Around me,
often circling,

teetering
like metal

candelabra
angels,

were
too plenty

of the others
dying, who

in the moment
had outlived

me. Mostly
middle-aged

gay men
dying

into
their shadows.

We all walked
for miles,

for each other,
for liberation,

for purification,
for healing, for life.

The walks began
and ended

with swan boats
in the Boston

Public
Garden.

By the time
I crossed

the bridge
at the finish

line, under
a rainbow

of tethered
balloons,

more among me
were that many

steps closer
to death,

the air
exhausted

in their
lungs

labored
further

heaving,
sighing,

some pulsing
into oxygen

masks
while seated

in wheelchairs,
escorted

by lovers
and friends,

some who
would not

be
permitted

to witness
their beloved’s

final
grasps

for air
before

the lights
blew out

behind
their eyes.

But this day,
sunlight.

Every AIDS walk,
sunlight.

We would walk
into the sun

for miles
beaming

before
together

we
would burn

our skin
always

like flash
paper

ready
to combust.



Sandra Yannone’s debut collection, Boats for Women, was published by Salmon Poetry (Ennistymon, Ireland) in 2019. Salmon published The Glass Studio in February, 2024. Her poetry and book reviews have appeared in Ploughshares, Poetry Ireland Review, Lambda Literary Review, and numerous others. Since March, 2020, she has hosted the weekly reading series Cultivating Voices LIVE Poetry on Zoom via Facebook. Visit her at sandrayannone.com.

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