Here’s My Story
HERE’S MY STORY is a feature on The G&LR‘s website, where you can share some part of your life story with other readers. We receive a lot of submissions of personal memoirs, but the magazine doesn’t publish first-person narratives as a general rule. “Here’s My Story” is a space that allows our readers (and others) to talk about their experiences as members of the LGBT+ community. There are no restrictions on subject matter, but some broad areas might include:
- Coming-out stories
- Memorable love affairs
- An epiphany (e.g. a work of art)
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The Cost of Bottom Surgery
By Emmitt Barnes
For those uninitiated, phalloplasty is the kind of bottom surgery which aims to give the patient a life size, workable, and realistic penis.
Processing Time
By Arina Boyko
It’s been 205 days since I last saw my wife and our two dogs. Another thing I try to avoid is counting the days. Sometimes numbers ease you, but not when the number is growing…
Small Town, Big Secret
By Eduardo Martínez-Leyva
I began playing with language, tearing words apart, and putting them back together. The flexibility and wistfulness of poetry allowed me to come to terms with myself, my surroundings…
The Unwritten Rules of Silence
By Fendy Satria Tulodo
In Indonesia, some words carry the weight of culture, faith, and family honor. Some are never meant to be spoken at all.
Surviving a Kito Experience
By Osadolor Edokpayi
“Can you please come around? I’m preparing noodles. My folks went to church.” It seemed harmless. My mind, innocent and unsuspecting, didn’t sense any red flags. It was just a friendly visit.
Queer Rain: Reflections on James Baldwin’s Untitled
By Stacy Nathaniel Jackson
What of a different world Baldwin steadfastly conjured in his novels, essays, plays, and poems interrogating race, politics, and sexuality? Is that not the definition of worldbuilding?
Those Who Are Saved
By Iryn Tushabe
I didn’t have a boyfriend, so pregnancy checks didn’t bother me. Indeed, they were an opportunity to do the lord’s work; I was omulokole, a saved person.
Bruce and James
By Héctor Vizoso
On Halloween night in 1991, the doorbell rang, and it was Bruce. He was excited and hurried in to tell me to get ready because he had enrolled us in a Halloween competition at the After Dark.