“In coming out, my life ended. It was a personal apocalypse of many smaller revelations. The struggle that had defined me had reached its denouement of freedom—and what comes after freedom?”
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My Brother’s Dinner With The President Of Sears
“Along with fire, my brother loved the sound of breaking glass. He seemed to enjoy chaos in all forms. I thought it was unfair that I had to be my brother’s keeper. I just wanted to be the younger brother in a normal family, and Jon, I thought, was keeping us from being normal.”
Haphephobia
“The day I told her I was gay, the hugs changed. They became longer and tighter, like she was trying to hug the sin out of me.”
Woodstock: My Queer Love Story
Kate Walter went to Woodstock in 1969 with her boyfriend. She went back in 1994 with her girlfriend. She’s not going back again.
Semi-Fluid States: The Rigid Line of Straightness
Minda Honey interrogates her sexuality and questions the future of straight-by-default.
Poor, Gay, Black, and Southern: America’s Hidden H.I.V. Crisis
If you have H.I.V in New York or San Francisco, you can life a long, healthy life. Not so if you live in the Southern United States and you’re poor, black, gay and/or bisexual.
America’s Hidden H.I.V. Epidemic
Ground zero in the AIDS crisis happened on June 5th, 1981, when the C.D.C.’s Morbidity and Mortality Weekly Report identified five cases of pneumocystis pneumonia (PCP) in previously healthy white men in Los Angeles. The sixth case — a gay African-American man who had contracted PCP and cytomegalovirus — went undocumented and that critical omission […]
The Epidemic of Gay Loneliness
The gay community has made large strides in terms of legal and social acceptance in the last few decades, but the rates of depression, loneliness and substance abuse among gay men have remained unchanged. Hobbes examines why.
The Many Meanings of Fruitcake
In Food52, Mayukh Sen explores the ways fruitcake became a homophobic slur, queerness, and his own personal attachment to the namesake food.
‘God Help You if You Are Gay and Have the Audacity to Enjoy Yourself Too Much’
You pull up the news story and look at the bruised and bloody eye of the anonymous victim. You wonder if you know him. You feel a little guilty about just how glad you are that it isn’t you. You’re disheartened that it happened so close to you. You’re disheartened that it can happen anywhere. […]