By Migguel Anggelo
LatinXoxo is about living the truth of who you are—whether gay, straight, trans, or anything in between. In my case, I was born to live inside my skin, even when others weren’t ready to see me as comfortable in it.
By Susan Olmi
It was so easy that for a long time I didn’t understand what that sensation of being constantly ecstatic and slightly breathless was. It finally struck me when I realized that I had fallen for a friend of mine.
By Rich Nelson
I was sixteen in 1968, when I first saw him. I had remained silent in concealing my emerging and persistent-and terrifying-affection for the male form.
By Bobbi Scopa
Even though I had a long career as a firefighter, then fire chief, then assistant director, life was difficult. It wasn’t always as it seemed.
By Janet Mason
My relationship with marriage was complicated to say the least. I grew up in a time and place where it was expected that all females should find a man, settle down, and have children.
By Joe Costentino
I began with a memory from high school, recalling my first infatuation. Though it was decades earlier, it was as if it had happened yesterday.
By Mark Olmsted
In the summer of 1970, Chuck Falco was a handsome and charismatic 28-year-old scoutmaster at Camp Waubeeka, in upstate New York. I was eleven when he molested me.
By Craig Smith
While I was in the closet, as a good Catholic, I was also celibate. I suddenly found myself in a small office in the old Executive Office Building across the alley from the White House in a job that would change my life forever.
By Mary Aviyah Farkas
I didn’t know I would again become death’s witness and companion. The two most important people in my life were gone. My soul festered with abject pain and grief. I couldn’t sleep and could barely eat.
By Noni Salma
This is not a love story. Or a story of a child missing a father. This is a story of a father chasing a lost shadow. This is a story of a child who is not a dream come true. …
