By Ginelle Testa

Nuzzling into her shoulder, I wanted to stay there forever. The fruity smell of either her hair or her perfume came over me. It made me want to cuddle into her further. (My boyfriend definitely doesn’t smell like this.)

By Cinzi Lavin

It was heartbreaking to know that some people didn’t feel safe or comfortable to walk with their hands joined when that was a privilege I had never even questioned having.

By Evanthia George

The light sparkled in Luna’s hair as she stomped in puddles with her tattered pink Converse sneakers. Her eyes were so bright, so happy as I suddenly cupped her cheek and kissed her in the moonlight.

By Jennifer Steil

After a tumultuous year, he decided he couldn’t stay with me because I might leave him for a woman. “But I might leave you for a man,” I pointed out. “Or just because you’re narrow-minded.”