"First" describes an experience the author had with his childhood
crush, Ben, when they were young.
Both of them
are boys. While on a car ride with Ben one night, the author asks Ben to marry
him. His mom overhears their conversation, and tells the author that boys don't
marry boys. This comes as a blow to the author, and he forces himself to hide his feelings. This essay was
intended to share a childhood experience with the reader; in particular, a
childhood experience that really changed the author. The car ride was the first
time he was told that he shouldn’t feel a certain way. The essay speaks of an
important moment in the author's life. This piece was probably written for all
teens and adults, as the language was easy to comprehend. The most important
rhetorical device used in this essay is ambiguity. For nearly half the essay,
the reader thinks is story is just about a normal childhood crush. The essay
also employs imagery. When describing the moment the author and Ben are
holding hands in the car, Meter says, "I want to see our hands on the
rough floor, but they are visible only every block or so when the car passes
beneath a streetlight, and then for only a flash" ( Meter 178-179). This
strong imagery makes the situation vivid, as if the reader was in the car
as well.The author does accomplish his purpose of sharing a defining
experience. His story of his first crush is told with breath-taking detail and
unspoken emotion. His choice to reveal his gender later in the essay makes the
reader question their initial perceptions. Homosexuality has long been a source
of controversy. Recently, it was in the Supreme Court. Even as we move towards
an age of greater acceptance, there are still many people who oppose it. Today,
Ryan Van Meter is openly gay. He received an M.A in creative writing and has written
works for many sources. He was awarded residencies by the MacDowell Colony and
the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts and is currently an assistant
professor in English at the UCSF.

What We Left Behind
"I'd rather be hated for who I am, then loved for who I am not."-Kurt Cobain
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