By James Gaynor
So I found myself telling a camera about how Roy Cohn had saved my life — because, during the two years when the virus was at its most transmittable and when I would have been at my most enthusiastically sexual, I was celibate.
By Lena Milam
There was no moment in Max’s childhood where I thought he might identify as someone other than a woman.
By Shaley Howard
What an incredibly brave seven year-old girl. I couldn’t imagine grasping my sexual orientation at that age, let alone having the courage to speak openly about it.
By Jessica Mills
While in elementary school I, like most children, grasped the concept of gender but hadn’t yet faced the term’s social significance. I remained unaware that my family differed from others.
By Scott Bane
My connection to Matthiessen and Cheney came through my sexuality, their relationship, Maine, and Matthiessen’s chosen field of study: history and literature.
By Lucas Hilderbrand
Early on, strangers also often teased me, amused by the idea that going to gay bars was “research.” Almost imperceptibly, as the years went by, this shifted; people no longer thought historicizing gay bars seemed like a joke.
By Dan Glass
As a teenager my gay shame and toxic shame took each other hand-in-hand, got married and waltzed into the cauldron of fire.
By Francesca Capossela
But, during the height of the COVID-19 pandemic, living with my then-boyfriend, I began to feel that I had lost my bisexuality, like a favorite sweater forgotten on some subway train.
By Scott Alexander Hess
But what really inspired the idea and emotional heart of A Season in Delhi was how I felt being in Delhi as a recently-married gay man.
By David R. Slayton
Genre fiction, and adult fantasy especially, has long been the territory of straight, white cisgender men. There are cracks in that wall now. It no longer seems an unassailable tower, but growing up how and when I did, I could not find myself there, in a genre I loved.
