By Scott Terry
I was still rodeoing, but had given up bull riding. During hunting seasons, a hunting rifle was hanging in the gun rack in the back window of my truck. Being murdered didn’t seem likely, if I could successfully conceal that I was gay.
By John Manuel-Andriote
Aging without the friends and lovers we expected to know all our lives, deep sorrow lurks, always, just beyond our laughter. How has it impacted our lives in the twenty-first century?
By Michael Varga
I want to complain about being an outlier, but the minute I begin to form the words, I catch myself. You see, I have been an outlier before. And then, I had no complaints.
By Cory Allen
I didn’t realize it then, but it took us years to figure out who we were, come to terms with what it meant to be LGBTQ, relearn our identities, and find our footing in the world.
By Mike Coleman
In the 1980s, when I came out and bought a home with my then-partner and now-husband, my sister mailed a Jehovah’s Witnesses pamphlet to me describing homosexuality as an abomination.
By David Masello
In Stephen McCauley’s eighth novel, You Only Call When You’re in Trouble, the main figure, Tom, is a suddenly-single gay architect living in Cambridge, Massachusetts, who specializes in designing “tiny houses” for high-end clients.
By Jonah Newman
I craved my teammates’ acceptance and respect, and it couldn’t have been clearer that these would never be extended to anyone other than a cisgender, heterosexual man.
By David Monticalvo
For the first time in my life, I was happy to be gay, and could enjoy being me. I didn’t know it at the time, but this moment was a spiritual realization – the first step in allowing me fuller self-acceptance.
By Jonathan Alexander
I didn’t realize at first that this series, especially when seen alongside Maestro, actually epitomizes queerbaiting: it titillates with the specter of gay sex while ultimately punishing the faggots.
By Jonathan Alexander
Both of these shows also offer us portraits of queer life and love amidst the homophobia of the mid to late twentieth century. But as I watched and thought about the film and series, I came to feel more and more…baited — queerbaited by the representation of our own history.
