A gay Latino's intimate journey through addiction, human desire and broken love.A major Latino writer's intimate but healing journey through addiction, human desire and broken love. From He Leaves a Message in the Middle of the Night He loved beerand crack. He loved heroin, ecstasy, the sad musicof the bars. He said he loved you too. You arethinking of the night you met him. Late October night, the breeze as soft as his black eyes. He wasso hungry for trouble. You were so hungryfor anything that resembled love. Your fingertracing the tattoos on his chest, you dreamedof living in the prison of his arms. But you refusedto live in the prison of his deadly nights. Youcan't survive without the morninglight. You repeat this again and again: He's a man, not an illness. Tattoos and prison.Novels and poems. A bird can love a fish but they can'tlive in your apartment. He called again last nightand left a message that was meant to wound. He said: I want to know what you meant whenyou said I love you. You said: I love you. I meant I love you.He said: I want to know what you meant whenyou said goodbye. You said: Goodbye. I meant goodbye. You whispered his name in the dark.