Concord Moon

Sit thy butts down, chickadees, and listen up. My name is Bernardo Ten-Trees of the Fox Nation (Meskwaki Tribe) out of Wisconsin. I lost someone recently, and I'm trying to find him. Now, I'd heard of the West coast, sure, of its dubious gay meccas in its only-republican-on-paper cities. I just never thought I'd find myself there, in Concord, California.

I don't know who this guy even is, the one I lost, but I miss him. I miss him like an amputee misses their limb. Like somebody had carved my heart out and thrown it over the side of a speeding boat, there to be lost in the depths of the Pacific.