Winner LGBT category
I have been absent from my life,
for a few weeks,
sad and numb,
coming to terms with the death
I won’t use euphemisms like passing and disappearance, Francoys was a truth sayer and an atheist, death is the word, he would say
of my friend,
the anarchist.
I’ve been shaky,
the pillars of my world,
needing to be rearranged.
Yesterday, I went to,
an homage,
the company he worked with,
for so many years,
organized for him.
Coffee, doughnuts,
a power point presentation,
pictures of him,
with colleagues,
at play,
mostly,
smiling, laughing, smoking, eating,
Francoys the man,
the mountain.
Because,
I think that although,
he was a pillar to so many of us,
who loved him,
he,
himself,
was a mountain,
a colossal force,
presence,
self-sufficient,
self-sustaining,
loving,
loved,
respected,
admired.
Of the earth.
He was happy,
always,
life was beautiful,
in all it’s parts,
and,
it was meant to be lived,
devoured,
ravaged,
even.
and,
if you weren’t happy,
you were missing something.
He always chose,
to be happy,
on his terms,
all the while,
respecting the choices of others.
I know that he would understand,
our collective grief,
our anger,
even,
at the unfairness of such a young man,
dying,
and,
that he would never,
serve up such,
trivialities,
as,
‘suck it up’,
or some such nonsense,
but,
he would say,
be happy,
la vie n’est elle pas belle?
his signature phrase, which translates to, Isn’t life beautiful?
In the last few days,
as I have shared times,
good times,
with the son,
he loved as much as life,
with his close friend,
sharing meals,
memories,
and,
a visit to the anarchist book fair.
As I read the words,
of the activists he admired,
as I mourn and celebrate him,
at the same time,
I realize,
the real tribute,
is to be happy,
that what we have,
now,
is truth,
and that happiness,
as Francoys believed,
is the truth.
Youppi!!
his other signature phrase, used with enthusiasm in all contexts, bring it on etc
Later girls,
BB
p.s listen to Pharrell, it will make you happy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM
and he rocks hats, like my friend the anarchist did:-)
