"For Bruce" by Mercury. As a reviewer, I have felt required to read and be objective about stories that don't fit my own lifestyle. This story makes that job easy. It's a beautiful, poetic reminiscence by a man about his former lover. This may be obvious to most of you, but what occurred to me as I was reading this was that my "lifestyle" isn't all that different. I could insert my own hetero lover into this story in place of Bruce, and the story still made perfect sense. The story was not very explicit, and I still don't really know what happened; but that's what gives it its haunting beauty.