Foreword  Newly sober, I was asked to find a higher power. I never cared about anything more than the gay men of history paving the way for my fagishness today. Despite my separation from the contemporary gay cis male community, I feel have always felt connected to the men of the 60s and 70s. In many ways Harvey Milk is the patron saint of these men, thus becoming the icon for my worship of queer ancestors.  I wrote this poem during the summer of 2021 within my first few mont