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By Dale Boyer

Even as I admired the portraits of tortured people pursuing unattainable objects, I also found myself on a different plain of understanding about the foolishness of such pursuits.

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By Lynn Sally

But there is something significant about this moment, something that deserves telling. For here was a young person looking for inspiration not in unattainable beautify ideals, not in mainstream celebrities, but rather in the margins.

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By Stephen Fox

When I came out in the mid-1960s, gay people were closeted, and drag was an underground art.

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By Meredith Indermaur

I listened to and learned from LGBTQ people, starting with my own kid. I got connected to other Christian moms of LGBT children. And I prayed – oh, how I prayed. This was a true labor of love. It was also a deconstruction of my faith, an often fear-filled, messy, and lonely business that gave me a deep appreciation for what my kid and others like them experience on a daily basis.

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By David Masello
I have long wanted to live with a split pomegranate or raw oyster on the half shell, even a partially peeled lemon, whose rind corkscrews about the stem of a goblet of wine. I now live instead with yet another coveted element from that imaginary table of still-life objects typical of the Dutch Golden Age …

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By Tom Williams
During those nine months, I honestly never thought of HIV. Was I kidding myself? I obviously was. It didn’t occur to the doctors either. They didn’t know I was gay.

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By Elizabeth Burch-Hudson
I have not only found myself, but I have found out that I am not alone. As Jules expresses knowingly: how boring, how simple-minded and how unoriginal the world would be without us.

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By DJ Tombe
I was different as a teenager. I never wanted to look like any of the pretty cheerleaders at my school. Instead, it was my teenage boyfriend’s body that I envied. …

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By Brandon Snead
We lost brilliant minds, artists, musicians, designers, organizers, demonstrators, lovers, and friends. When I think about them, I wonder where they would be tonight.

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By Jameson Farn

Words are not always spoken, as it can be considered intrusive to the ambiance. It’s all about instincts. A certain look can open doors, a glance back is a hello, brushing up against someone as you pass each other can lead to something very quick and intense.

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