Literary Gays Vaguely Randy

It seems worth mentioning that, as loaded as this charming Times style report on Alex Dimitrov’s gay poetry salon is with the air of “hot dudes getting together and getting it on!” (for example: “The play between art and desire is always in the air” sounds spicy but is immediately followed by something about how the salon went to Brooklyn in summer?) and as… wanton as host Dimitrov himself comes off (like: “I sort of had a list of gays that I wanted to come, and some of them that I wanted to sleep with”), there’s not a single incident in the story of anyone hooking up. Actually, just one gay divorce.