I don't know much about Joshua Paul Gerding. What I do know probably isn't that important, and is clouded in memory. I really only saw him a handful of times, but he left a lasting impression. He sometimes shows up in my dreams. And every now and again, I wonder what ever became of him. Here's what I think I remember about him:
I met him on September 29, 1998, at the (then) Nectarine Ballroom; it was a Tuesday night. I was newly single; having separated from Mark Daniel Adams. I was at the bar with friends Mollie & Bill. I was dressed pretty goth for a Tuesday night (see above picture); Tuesday nights were 'gay' nights back then.
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Poetry Inspired by Joshua:
10/14/98 BRUISED
10/30/98 SUFFERING IN HEAVEN
12/06/98 THE MAGICIAN
05/15/00 A SACRIFICE OF MAGIC
06/28/00 IS THERE ANY MAGIC LEFT?
10/02/00 BROKEN BOY
10/27/06 THE IDEA WAS DEATH